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My wife is away

For a day or two…

Resting in a hospital bed

After an operation was through.

It’s just a minor thing.

Returning control

To a part of her life

That  had too big a hole.

But I am left alone..

Poetry my nightcap,

We haven’t done it for years

But I yearn someone’s lap.

Somewhere this man can lay his head

For some consolation…

But if the wife hears about it

There will be consternation!

The little boy or young man

Within me wants a hug…

Long and lingering, but

He will risk a verbal slug.

So he’ll say “good night my love,”

To his wife towns away…

Maybe tomorrow she’ll return,

Oh that will be a day!

–Jonathan Caswell