Keeping the Home Fires Burning

I'm battling a storm not created by the weather, this storm is separation, why cant we be together? I know it can not be altered, there's a time for everything, my only comfort through this storm is your engagement ring. In a vase I gaze upon lilac scented flowers, lost in a world of only you I lose track of endless hours. Tenderly I hold in my hands the card on which you wrote, beautiful words my darling, I memorised this note. Things would be so different if I had my way, I often smile recalling the words you always say, "Whenever storm clouds gather, and the rain has soaked your hair, though I may not be with you yet, I promise that I'll get there". Please know my poetry is not a personal experience, they are never written as expressions of myself, they are simply poems, I adore writing them and I hope others enjoy reading them, thank you, Julie