Missing in action.

Still silent seamless sorrow as the shadows of the day recede

My loss and longing washes over me

And it feels like my heart might bleed.

 

To carry both of you with me across the seas of need

I long to have your hands to hold

And from this endless ache be freed.

 

Love sets us free to chase our dreams

Make no mistaking there

But the hollow place inside of me, still wishes you were here.

 

© Alison Jean Hankinson

For Mental Health Awareness Week 2018.

For my girls. Whom I love, every day and more. For my Ellen across the seas. Some days leave a gaping chasm of loss. Hold your children tight when they are small if you are going to give them wings to fly. XXXXX