Mother's Midnight Musing...

My mind is somewhere else tonight

Complacency and thirst compete

As wanderlust leaps past this white

Of winter-night to you, my sweet

Upstairs my precious babies sleep

But one; and though fain I rebel

The tides of Time and youth are deep

And dreams tug deeper than farewell

Thought is an eager stead; the air

Is kinder than earth’s froth of snow

And almost I can feel you where

We used to dance too long ago

My mind is somewhere else tonight

Miles fold away beneath its feet

As longing sweeps the shores of white

Until I am with you, my sweet

© Janet Martin