She kneels beside him,
head down, hands folded,
eyes on his boots. Peace,
calm, quiet. Protected.
He speaks and his voice
soothes. A hand strokes
her hair – warm affection.
He lifts her to her feet
and kisses her forehead –
total acceptance.
They hug; ritual complete.
Mind, body and soul –
rejuvenated.
Ready for another day.
I miss him.
