October 30th

“Return, O my soul, to your
      rest,
for the LORD has dealt
      bountifully with you. Psalm 116:7”

noticing the empty
space next to you,
you put your feet
into the cold slippers,
and wrap yourself
in the frayed shawl;
finding me before
the mullioned
window, staring
out into life's
abyss,
you take me
by the hand, and
lead me back
to bed, cuddling
with me until I
fall asleep in your
embrace.

© Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman