Waiting

Sitting here waiting for him to come home

 

Home from a hunt that should never have happened

 

Home from a place where he surely will end up dead

 

As I sit here I wonder why?

 

Why did I let him go?

 

Why did I not stop him?

 

Now I sit here and wonder when will he come home or if he will come home.

 

The sun raises and the sun sets

 

Sleep is not an option. Food never crossed my mind

 

On;y him and him not here.

 

Sun raises and there's a rustle in the trees.

 

"Wait no more my love. I am here."

Reviews

[Mari-Sweet]

This poem seemed sad at first but then there's a happy ending. Nice!

[Silent Knight]

Very nice.

[Andrew - Moon Fixer]

This is really good, and it flows preatty well, but it has some troubles. a couple of places. ... (Now I sit here and wonder when will he come home or if he will come home.) this could be broken down. ... try this.
(Now I sit here and wonder when will he come home.)
(if he will ever come home.)
seperate these two.
(Sleep is not an option.
Food never crossed my mind)
I think they stand on there own.
and take a look at the word ...o;ny, we all do those mistakes we rush and some times not read our sentaces . but i really did like this.
thank you Moon fixer

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Touching and thought provoking, well done

[sarah]

Wow! this is wow... amazing

[quinfinn]

beautiful. this is probably the best you have written in a while. awesome!

[Daydreamer54]

Aw i like it! love how mmost of your poemsRE LIKE A STORY!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

A wonderful ending to her distress...........