Missing Him

To my husband

I miss him so,

The days drag on and on,
a painful ache

deep in my stomach.
Intense need of him-relentless.
Thoughts whirling in my head,
a collage of the events and feelings past,
mixed with hopes and dreams of the future.
One memory running into the next
Colliding with hopes for tomorrows
until one becomes indistinguishable from the other-
a kaleidoscope of things to come?

What was still is
evolving into something new
but not foreign.
While waiting for his return,
and missing him so.

Peggy