*This poem, is my reality. July 16 2020, my husband of 12 years passed away. Left me here, to fight this world alone, day by day. I’ve done my best to keep my head in perspective. Made some rather off-beat choices in my time of grief, that almost found me “un-alived”. I am doing better now. Except for those random days, when my brain is plagued by memories. Those bitter-sweet flashes of resentment and love…*

Where is my love? He’s where the shadows cross. The rhythm of my broken heart, beats only: Ross...

My tragic nightmares came true one day. You promised you wouldn’t go, but still you didn’t stay. I see your face behind my eyes. I hear your growls, in my heavy sighs. I love you more then even I can exclaim. This forever plight, I’m screaming your name. My Viking god. My hero; my song. Please wait for me...I’ll be coming home, wait for me...

-HMG