Poetry: An Evening Poem

a long time
a silent world
full of sweet memories
why wait, world, for something
always new always unique
when what is here is enough?

I wonder if I can write like this
pulling each word
across the screen
sliding along
pressing down
while inside I morn

a night without him
that is what she faces
time apart to deal with pain

please Lord, bless them
to feel near despite the distance 
to feel each others love
despite the world of chaos
please Lord
be with her

Author’s note: I cannot actually remember writing this poem. Yet there is a longing to this poem that is very familiar.