…and i’m lost without you
time means nothing
the moments stand still
and blend in and in to
waves gently slupping
displacing grains of sand
yes
just like you put me here
and then you move me to there
and then the world
shifts
on its axis
and your water
your soft salty water
slips away
from my flesh
…and I’m lost without you
Linda G. Hill 
Strong. Reminds me of relocating my family over fifteen times. I stayed though.
Thanks very much, John. That must have been tough.