Zulu’s Wish
All I want for Christmas
Doesn’t sit beneath a tree
nor twinkle among the stars
the Christmas wish for me
arrives only by plane or car
I crawled upon the bed
something I know I’m not to do
but sadness overwhelmed me
thunder-shirt, kerchief and all
so I climbed up here anyway
hoping to hear that, SHOUT
“Zubie, get off that bed!”
but silence only echoed
loneliness within my head
oh what I wouldn’t give
to hear you shout my name
mom reminds me every day
that soon you will return
and nothing will have changed
but dad I fear this can’t be true
I’m lost in tears of sadness
For nothing else will do
to ease this lonely space
unless I cuddle deeply
within the scent of you.
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Oh little Zu! I tell her every day how many “sleeps” until dad comes home ;) She is allowed on the bed all the time now. Unless she’s being too rambunctious and then dad does have to get on to her. It breaks my heart when she hears a car coming down the street and she thinks it might be him. Her shirt makes her feel better though (and her pretty bandanas)!
I hope to get her new shirt in the mail tomorrow. It’s a blessing to know that they help, even if just a bit.
I took one look at that photo this morning and my heart simply melted. Too bad Hannah and her are so far apart. I would give anything to see them become friends.
❤️✖️3⃣
Awww poor baby :( I hope her dad is home now!
He visits when he can. He’s in training for the next 22 weeks. He’s a great dad, a wonderful hubby to my daughter, and the son I always wanted. We are blessed! 😊