Waiting Poem by Valerie Lennox

A life on hold….waiting.
No morning chats, when sleep creeps tattered away
Chased by the dawn.
And I wake to find you leaning over me,
Just looking.

I walk alone in shredded dreams as clouds pass swiftly
And laughter wafts over a garden fence
I glimpse at lives and loves around me
Seeing the symmetry of two

My steps echo, hollow in the alleys strewn with litter
Scattered by the wind
And leaving footprints, left, right, that the waves obliterate
As the sea relentlessly moves, forward, back.
Leaving no trace of me as I passed by.

A life of yesterdays …waiting
No nights spent exploring, gently, the so familiar
(Yet strangely new)
Contours of your warmth as you lay,
Beside me.

Now I sleep in the expanse of white, exhausted
By the absence of you and the utter emptiness
Of your wake that you have left as a harsh reminder
That you are gone.

A life of tomorrows…waiting
For the impossible presence of you in only my dreams
And a faint remembered fragrance
Lingers in the corners of my mind
Just waiting.