The presence of your absence
sometimes nearly stifles me.
It comes in crushing waves,
from somewhere I can’t see.
I’m thinking I’ll be alright,
and go on, a while, without you,
I’m struggling too merely be.
My world is shrunk without you,
With few warm or happy places,
but the light of our love is still shining,
and I see it in our children’s faces.
So you go
ahead without me;
And we’ll linger here for a bit.
(It is as I prayed it would be.)
And we’ll warm ourselves with our memories,
Until, once again, we will see,
each other’s arisen perfection,
heaven that’s promised to we
that have Loved as He always intended,
with a Love that forever shall be,
as it is, was, and is given,
In God’s grace,
to this grieving…