Originally Posted by Narc1911
Will today be the day? Will I get the call? Will there be a knock on my door?
Will I lose my partner, my friend, my husband?
Will I lose him to a drug deal gone bad? Or a shooter gone mad? Will I lose him for his badge? Or will it be he was just standing there?
Oh, blessed relief when I get the call. "I'm headed home."
"I love you." I say, biting the tears away.
"I love you too." He'll say.
He kisses me when he comes home, and I know
We survived another day.
My wife picked out this soliloquy from the post. Nice poem that your wife wrote!