I Long Poem by Maurice Harris

I long to be safe, in the arms of an Angel-
Far away from here, in her loving solace.
Perhaps I can simply close my eyes, and, well-
Go there, wheresoever she may posit.

I long to be 'better'-to feel whole again;
Perhaps I may be able to rebuild
A once-amazing man-but, where do I begin?
I may only endeavor as God has willed.

I long to feel loved, as I know I may;
Perhaps I may never know, yet shall endeavor
Still the same-as 'never' I cannot say.
As is now though, my heart's glee is as it has never
Been before, and surely never shall again-
Until the morrow, when doubled all again!