Yearning
YEARNING
She sits each evening as the sun goes down,
A book lying open on her lap.
She has scanned half a page, then puts it down,
Having read the same paragraph over again.
Then she stares at the distant setting sun,
Across the verdant pastureland
And wonders, will this be the night
When she sees him in the distance,
Coat slung carelessly over his shoulder,
Striding purposefully across the pasture
Till he is close enough to hear his cheery whistle.
She waits until the sun has disappeared
And only then does she pick up the book once more
And extract the letter tucked between the leaves.
Through her tears, she reads again
The opening she has read a hundred times before.
Dear Mrs James, It is with deep regret …..
Picture No. 1
24th October 2022
Painting Prompted Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Lisa YY
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