Walking In Twilight Poem by james d nall,jr

Across the lake on a distant shore
I see her
She walks the beach at twilight
I wonder
Her thoughts are her own
Only the waves, her company
She never sees me
No matter how much I yell
No matter what I might say
Her look of loneliness, all consuming
I long to touch her
I long for her to see me
Life is so short
Time so very dear
Could she possibly know?
Is there no hope for me?
I thought of her always
Even when my body was slipping beneath the waves
I still thought only of her warm kiss
How long must I suffer this fate?
To see my wife walk that lonely shore?