This is love, you guys need to read this
Are you asleep yet, my beautiful husband?
Midnight approaches me with dark, unfamiliar claws, so I go outside to find some moonlight but it is pitch black out there and, when I can’t find the moon, I race back inside frightened.
The dogs are barking at a moonless sky but they will soon settle.
Are you asleep yet, my beautiful husband?
You said the other day that you just wanted to sleep wth me but you have forgotten that we have not slept in the same bed since the evening when you could no longer reach the height of the bed and I wasn’t strong enough to lift you into it, and we had to put you into the smaller, lower bed in what we always called the spare room.
I know.
I know you have forgotten those years of tortured, sleepless nights for both of us -, me in the big…
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
They should have a button for “Love” in here somewhere. I was really caught off guard by this, the feeling in it, the way it just keeps coming so naturally. Terribly sad but what’s wrong with that. Really really well done – much respect for this.
Yes, isn’t it just, just so perfectly loving? I had to reblog this.
Love running across gems like this. So heartfelt. Exactly what prose should be.
Yes. Julie is a wonder.
thank you for sharing, Susan. This kind of expression reminds me how deeply humans are capable of loving.
Yes, Jane. This made me tear up. So beautiful, and so sad.
yes, it is love, with all its pains and giving!
and so beautifully, tenderly, and sadly said…
wow
Yeah, she rocked it. Gorgeous and so heartfelt.
Oh Susan, this is achingly beautiful and so so touching. Wishing them all the best.