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The Desert Takes
by Leandra K BrossardThe Desert takes my husband and makes him a stronger man.
The Desert takes my husband and makes him a lonely man.
The Desert takes my husband and makes him a quiet man.
The Desert takes my husband and makes him a hungry, gritty, sandy,
sobbing, solemn, tired, throbbing, angry, anxious, quelling man.
The Desert takes my husband but his soul is safe with me.
Thank Goodness for little miracles. 12/19/2004 Author's Note: Written the day my husband deployed a second time to the Desert. I had to get something out..
Posted on 12/20/2004
Copyright © 2024 Leandra K Brossard
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/20/04 at 10:00 AM such an important first-hand testimony to the soldier's wife's experience, very movingly told. I pray both that the desert relinquishes him fine and well to you soon, and for PEACE ON EARTH one day soon too. |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/20/04 at 01:11 PM I'm nominating this for POTD |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 12/23/04 at 02:19 AM Yes, normally external causes internal. The good aspect here is that within remained intact. |
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