Gray Sky 2/14/09
Scottie Allman © 2009

I look outside the window,
On a gray wet day.
And wonder if she is feeling,
As sad and lonely as me.

Does she hurt with the pain,
Of this separation?
Does she want to hear my voice,
And look inside my eyes?

I wonder if she feels,
The longing and desire.
To bring our hearts together,
And mend our broken lives?

I watch my son,
Moving all about.
And wonder if just like me,
She hurts that we’re not all together.

For in all of his play,
I see her in him throughout the day.
Does she see me in there when she looks at him,
And hurt like I, that we are all apart?