Every day,

I want you to appear in my doorway.

In time I am sure that will fade, because you did not choose to stay.

Every day,

I want your embrace.

In time I will realize I am not the one to lead the chase.

Every day,

I ache.

In time my patience and trust in God’s way is all that it will take.

In time I wait.

Who will knock at the gate?

-ljh