Hurry up and wait (Emily Holyoak, 2020)

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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