such a wonderment.
small things like tears fall
a small face watching the door
waiting for the right one to come home.
waiting still
sure in hope
for trust was given and
it's a hard edged gift
so a little face watches.
and waits.

It took Lady Spitfire almost 6 months before she stopped waiting, curled up in a chair, watching the dog door, waiting for her Momma Brain to come home. Sometimes, I thinks she still looks for him.