Goodnight Sweetheart

Holding your picture I look down at my hands

Old, wrinkled, spotted and dry

And I wish that you were here to hold them

Instead, I stand here another night and cry

Damn, it’s been over sixty long years

Alone I raised our little towheaded boy

He knew you only from my tales and your picture

But he knew that he brought you great joy

Every night I would fight back the tears

As I tucked him in and looked at his face...your face

Do you honestly know how hard it was

To watch my womanhood fade beneath black lace

I could always feel your touch and your presence

But I longed to hold you near in every way

I can feel you kissing the tears from my cheeks

But so sadly and long ago, the war took you away

You are my husband, my love, my hero

But without you here, my world has been in shatters

And even after all these long and lonely years

Knowing I will be with you soon, is all that matters

Sherry Gail Heim

May 29, 2006

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