I’ve got wandering feet,
In this kitchen tonight...
Trying to be somewhere,
But not quite
Blessed with a destination.
Make a cup of vanilla tea,
Add sweet drops of honey.
Remember your eyes
Looking through me...
Right into my heart.
Run my small hands,
Against the smoothness
Of the countertops
Where all those countless
Memories were made.
My sun-touched toes
Walking in this room.
Coral Reef nails
Trying to find you...
Though you aren't here.
My red mug and I
Settle in this wooden chair.
With sighs and tears
I say a silent prayer...
Wandering to find your touch