A Poem to My Dear Husband
Gone but not forgotten
Once a day, and Sometimes MORE,
You knock upon my daydream door.
I say warmly, “Come right in.
I’m glad you’re here with me again.”
And we sit down and have a chat,
Recalling this, discussing that,
Until some task that I must do
Forces me away from you.
Reluctantly I say Good-bye,
Smiling with a little sigh,
For though my daydreams bring you near
I Wish that you were really here.
But what reality can’t change
My dreams and wishes can arrange.
And through my wishing you’ll be brought
To me each day, a Guest in thought.
Author unknown.
If only we knew when the last magical moment was taking place.
