Separation Poem by Les Littleford

It has been seasonal - our separation-
The rare dark days of discontent
Sent scurrying like Spring clouds
With the sure knowledge of summer to follow

You flew North
As migrating birds do
Following an innate need
Irresistible if not fully understood

When the winds blew cold
I knew that summer would be still warmer
When you returned
And like the birds
You would be tired from the journey
But strengthened by the experience

And now I am patiently watching the skies
For those swallows on the wing
When I will be whole once more.