Longing Poem by Jonathan H. Scott

Gone is the day, now the quiet
Bears down on me deep in the night.
Darkness I welcome for comfort—
It keeps me ‘til morning's gray light.

Waiting through nothing but silence;
No whisper, no voice and no touch.
Loneliness lurks all about me—
Takes hold of me fast in its clutch.

What can be said for deliverance?
What prayer in this dark and dread hour?
Facing what horrors await me,
Though fearful, I never will cow'r.

Thus to my word I am holden,
So charged with a duty to wait;
As night follows night after night,
I have not a future or fate.

Still, I must wait in the darkness.
She comes as a specter of light—
Gone is the dread once before me;
One kiss and all things are all right.

‘tis but a dream—who dare say so?
She tarries, though never can stay—
Bidding goodbye at my window,
So silently, she slips away.

Lo! I must wait for my heaven,
So true to my oath I have stayed.
Love and to cherish forever
Is how such a promise is made.

And I miss her ever so deeply!
The memories come as they will.
Loneliness seems like forever,
But she'll find me waiting here still.