Tired of always waiting
Searching smoke-filled skies
Stinging my bloodshot eyes
Longing for your help
Our daughters need you
Their cries like glass
shattering my fractured soul
Hugs like pleasant torture
Hurry up and wait
the Air Force mantra
camouflage hiding you now
in the plainest sight
A foggy hollow lies
in my depression state
darkness with no light
til you come home
A poetry assignment for Central Washington University. An homage to my husband in the Air Force.
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