This poem was wrote for my husband Mark. After I had a breakdown, I disappeared for months without him knowing where I was. I was too scared to come home....... The mind works in mysterious ways. I am now where I belong, home, making a fresh start.
I am laying here, thinking of you, I'm so tired, yet cannot sleep, I am so restless but yet so lifeless,
I feel your arms embracing me closely, for a moment forgetting you are not here with me.
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It is the love of our better halfs that keep us grounded. Especially poets! Your love for Mark is obvious but love is a two way street you also have to let him in to. A lovely personal piece. Best Regards. Craig. x