As I lay here in bed or sitting and watching the children play...
my heart
skips a beat and I lose a breath each day...
feeling those feelings we all
go through...
when our husbands are on the road and not knowing what we will
go through...
I hear the phone ring as I rush over and answer it..
I keep
every word he has to say close at heart and I don't forget it..
As I lay
here on the couch watching that romantic scene...
I sit here and feel that I
want him to be there but its just a dream...
As I am driving up the road
going his way to get him...
anticipating the time till I get to be with
him...
As I am running into his arms that are mine...
I think that it will only be for a short time.
As I sit here in the cold lonely car...
I watch
him walk away knowing it will be again those long and lonely days.
©2004 Marie Rowland
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