Twas the Night Before

This poem is, as always, written for my husband, Umair, but also for all the other immigrant families waiting and for one special family Umair connected with in Muscat, Oman. Sebastian, and Ophelia, who are also waiting for their daddy to come home for his first Christmas in America! ‘‘Twas the night before … ‘‘Twas the nightContinue reading “Twas the Night Before”

Love Letters To My Husband

My love My love  Every moment, life moves  Every moment, I lovingly long for you  Every Friday, there is an ache that fills me  Waiting for our turn in line  Waiting for you to walk through the door Every moment I want with you  Every coffee I want to share with you  Every chai IContinue reading “Love Letters To My Husband”