each moment one of the pieces of my heart
sets foot through the door of our home,
our sanctuary
for an hour, a day, three and a half weeks
they carry my heart with them
and I’m never whole, at peace, until they are home
once again
safe and sound
I never sleep better
than the nights they are all here
tucked away in the dark of night
under the covers I’ve washed and put on their beds,
dreaming of adventures
that will take them hither and yon
and away again
carrying my heart with them
wherever their life
and dreams
take them
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