I wish my husband were online
If he were here, I would be fine.
I wish he would turn on his phone.
I sit at night, I’m all alone.
I wish he would come home to me.
Its been a year, too long, you see.
I can not bear another day.
I wish he hadn’t gone away.
And when I cry, he can’t get mad,
Nor say I want him to feel bad.
Because he is so far away.
I wish he would come home and stay.
I wish that when I woke at night
And couldn’t sleep, he’d hold me tight.
And kiss me on my eyes and face.
And crush my bones with his embrace.
And calm my heart. And laugh away,
The torments of these insane ways,
That follow me wher’er I go.
I miss him and I love him so.
My poem is a corny rhyme
Because I have not so much time.
My stomach lurches, my hands shake
I wish I was too hard to break.
I wish I was like him, so calm.
Even when these things go wrong.
Happy, strong, and carefree too.
I say, “One day, I’ll be like you.”
Which day that is, I cannot see.
I want to feel alive and free.
And never sleep again alone.
I wish my husband would come home.
Written by Anna Vera Williams in Autumn 2007