The Midnight Mist
I woke up in the midnight mist and reach for my husband just to see if he was beside me.
Our bed was cold, empty and lonely, I grab his pillow laying near that he once rested his head upon the last night he'd slept beside me, cried endlessly, realizing we buried him just yesterday. My heart left empty, aching deep within my soul in the Midnight Mist.
All though I knew he's free of pain and agony, he'd endured many years before, he's suffered for the Love he had for family and friends, just to be near, when in need.
No mattered how he felt, he'd always came to their aid if in need...
But the void I feel still lingers sharp and deep in the Midnight Mist, hard to bere at times.
I shall always love him in the midnight mist.
He was my pillar of strength, love and best friend, always thinking of others before himself.
A man of few words, but his action mighter then words in the midnight mist.
He was never a man to give up a good fight, he fought hard and long till his last breath...April 11, 2016.
It's hard to say good-bye to someone you've spent many years within the midnight mist of life's highway and byways, good or bad it didn't matter then, his love was true and pure...
I keep reminding myself, he's in a much better place, free from pain and agony he once endured...
I Love You Eddie and miss you deeply in the midnight mist...buried April 15, 2016...
Written By: Cindy L. Rasey
Oct. 22, 2019, Final Draft.
First written: April 16, 2016...Day After his burial.