Too many hours passed
waiting for him to come home
from the treacherous life at sea.
She waited and watched,
pacing effortlessly on the balcony
for hours at a time.
Every ship might hold her love
and yet she feared he’d never return.
Inside the room, a voice.
“Honey – who’s that out on the patio?”
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