Restless Longing

She paced back and forth across the kitchen.
It was raining again. Oh when would the warmth of summer come?
Her spirit seemed restless today. Truth be told her very being was restless
with longing. Allowing her no peace, no sleep and no respite. For even
in her nightly dreams her soul wandered in the endless dark. With each
dawning her mind rove elsewhere.

She went again to check where she had hidden the box. A dangerous box
of letters and yet,so sweet so tender. Words of faithful love filled
their pages. Promises to keep that now would never be. Love lost before it
had begun. Never to be found again, always hidden evermore. She looked
out at the wind and the rain. Tears in her heart keep time with the rain drops.
She crossed the kitchen once more, reach down to check the wood stove and put on
a tea kettle to boil.