A Heart Deployed by L. M. Montes

Fear’s vice grip latched and firmly held,
as I watched you leave on wings of flight,
a tear upon my cheeks it felled,
as there I stood, seeing you off to fight.

All progress and forward motion from me,
stilled that day, unmoving and sticky,
but if you are to come home and be,
I must move on but, alas, is tricky.

Days faded and blew away like a stranger,
never getting too close but turning away,
wondering if you were in any danger,
and praying you’d show at the door today.

Then one day as I stood cooking,
a whisper swept across my ear,
I’m here, my love, war never shook me,
now I am home and my love is near.