General Poetry posted July 14, 2019

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Meditations Around Midnight

The Lonely Hour

by Brenda Henderson

It's about a quarter to 12 and I roll over and realize yet again that You're not there.

Separated by Time Distance and Opportunity ...

These are the moments that I Miss You the Most;

When I Long for:

The Sound of Your Voice;

The Touch of Your Hand;

The Warmth of Your Embrace ...

When Most of All I Want YOU Home where You Belong ...

In and With me.

That's the time I call the Lonely Hour.


Reflective of the loneliness experienced by spouses and intimate partners when separated by Time, Distance and Opportunity.
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