For my Husband...Allan
Where I Belong
My heart...ever tattered
My Soul...still in tact
Trusts my Lord
To lift me gently...as he did with you
And place me where I belong
Back in your arms
Safe...cared about and loved unconditionally
I look to the Sunshine and my hope is restored
And ignore the dark clouds
That try to keep me bound
To nothing in particular
All that was beautiful in my dreams
No longer exists
There is no joy where there is no you
I don't wonder if you're happy
Because I know you are
My need to tell you of my life since you...
Is strong and ever present
In a mind that is half full of disappointment
And half void due to my will
I am aware...
That I live because I have to
And love because I need to
Trauma not noticed...
Yet love for you is constantly refreshed
These thoughts arise from a living soul
That whispers daily to my dying heart...
Be still...all will be well.