This breathless emptiness in my chest,
makes it hard to breath.
I know he did not intend to leave,
nor did he want to.
His blasted integrity makes him
take another trip and…
the kid suffers as much as I do.
She becomes cranky.
Her grumpiness causes me to feel
even more lonely.
I am angry because I cry…
I should know by now,
it has nothing to do with me.
Always it’s just work.
Driving the distance or flying,
I want to go too.
He says someday I will be able to
have travel fun with him.
But until that righteous day comes,
keep our home fires burning.
Dawn Marie Paul Art & Books 