Sunday, September 14, 2014


I want to close my eyes and sleep
To dream of you
I want to tell the moon we're strong
We're able to
Weather the storm, each gale and wave
Long distance strength, courageous and brave.

I want to hold your gentle hand
With fingers clasped
And on your shoulder rest my head
Ah home at last!
Close my eyes and hear you breathe
Just let my false misgivings leave.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Forgetten maybe...

Or out of sight out of mind... ?
I was gone, the deployment was long
And I'm so tired
Would you even know?
And it's funny how
The heart and the eye
Are attached
In many more ways than one.
I wanted to claim the opposite, but the more I thought
About it the more I realized it was so.
And so...
Close your eyes
And let your heart
Remember me.


 (an old poem, from several years ago) Basically I've wondered for years if distance truly makes the heart grow fonder, or if it makes someone forget you, because they can't see you. Experience tells me the latter is more often the case. But I don't forget. I never did understand how others could. But they do. Oh well. I wish someone would prove me wrong. Just once.