Every once in a while……….

Every once in a while

She looked at the mantelpiece

Biting her nails out of fright

Biting them deep inside.

Dusk had set in

There was no word of him

The lamp was lighted

There was no sign of him.

She picked up the phone to call

Yet, stopped fearing to hear the worst

She looked at the frame on the wall

Tears welled up, waiting to fall.

No longer able to take

She moved with determined steps

Taking her coat and purse

She moved towards the steps.

And there behold he stood

The apple of her eyes…..

Her Son

The above poem is based on a prompt on  Write Tribe’s “100 words on Saturday.”

The prompt was - “Every once in a while”