For Shaina

A young mother tucks the little one in the bed.
A young father kisses his young son on his head.
A whispered I love you
A kiss goodnight
A young wife weeps
for overnight
she's lost the love
of her life




[Author's note: This was penned when I learned a good friend's husband died. In reality, he called her from the train and said he would be home soon. He collapsed in a snowbank on his way home to his wife and young son. He was only 28. He made it home, just not the one we expected.]