122 Days

Well, my Love

You would be proud

of me

I’ve managed 122 days

without you.

Nights are still long,

tears daily,

your good morning

when I wake up

at 4:30am-

the same time you left me.

But

good things are

on the horizon-

things you wanted

to happen

long ago…

you’ll be the first

to know.

However,

I am sure you

are pulling some

strings up there.

I miss you my Love.

Forever yours…

© Lisa M Preisler

Published by lprslr

Navigating the river of grief while plugging the holes in the boat as I sail along...

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