Somniphobia

Tomorrow will come; I know it will
yet, unfailingly, I doubt it still.
I lack faith to close my eyes without
a small niggling element of doubt;
that maybe I'll never see next morn,
or that perhaps I am not yet born.
But one fear is there I cannot bear; 
that I awake and you are not there.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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October 22, 2022 at 4:51 PM
Oh Terry, you had me concerned, and then your last line had me in tears. A touching piece that was obviously from the heart. I'd like to call you my friend if I may. This poem really touched me, Thank you, Wendy. It simply has to be included on my favorites page.
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October 23, 2022 at 1:13 AM
Yes please !
Miller Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 1:11 AM
Hi Wendy, thank you so much for your kind comments. I would be honoured if you call me your friend. May I do so in return? Terry
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October 21, 2022 at 6:54 PM
Such familiar thoughts Terry, that’s my biggest fear too - that one day I’ll awake and find my loved one is no longer there… Belle
Miller Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 1:13 AM
Thank you, Belle, it is a fear that increases as we age.
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October 21, 2022 at 4:29 PM
Oh Terry your words went straight to my heart. I love your poem so relatable and honest. The thought of my husband not being there is overwhelming! Excellent poem….Debx
Miller Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 1:14 AM
Thank you, Deb, for your kind words; I am glad that you related to this poem; it came from the heart.
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