The Night Flies By

A poem about time, the hours of waiting anticipated by a loved one leaving for service to their country

I still feel his touch upon my face

As he kissed my lips, I cried

For will he ever come back to me

My fears are wrapped inside

 

This aching heart that longs for him

already and he has just left me

How will I stand the minutes the hours

The years perhaps eternity

 

Until I feel his touch again

the lingering of his lips

When will the waiting cease to be

Until he is back from trips

 

Off to the war to fight for me

That is the way he put it

I am selfish when I think why him

Why me , my soul cries,with fires lit

 

Deep inside my body with his warmth still felt

I look down at the street below

I see the taxi waiting for him

I see him close the door , it takes off slow

 

And then it disappears into the night

I see the brightening of the skies

The dawn is fast approaching

Oh Please Lord hear my cries

 

Bring him safely home to me again

Hold him gently in your arms

I know you have so many to look out for

Please keep him free from harm

 

And as I'm praying these tearful prayers

I know much that I am asking

For the Lord is overcome with prayers

It is his job and everlasting

 

I count my blessings as I try to sleep

Knowing my heart and soul have flown away

And into dreamland I escape

My lover holds me in his arms, and I hear him say

 

Rest easy darling, I will be back

I'll never leave you alone ,

I'll be right here by your side

For your heart is my true home