Tag: Love | Nancy Lou Henderson

I Miss You

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

I miss the man who held my hand as we walked together through this life. I miss your beautiful-dimpled cheeks with a smile that made my heart come alive. I miss you having faith in me to become anything without fear. I miss your physical body always being near. I miss the way you gently brushed my hair, while I sat on the floor in front of your chair. I miss you holding me close and drying my tears. I miss you saying, I love you softly in my ears. I miss you listening to me without interruptions, letting me come to my own conclusions. I miss you allowing me to make mistakes without...

Mirror of Conflict

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 0 comments

Leaving the courthouse, Dale walked down the steps behind Sue. He wanted to say something to her, but he knew Sue did not want to talk to him, plus she was on the arm of another man. Once Dale got into his vehicle and started driving down the road, he felt lost in his hurt, anger, and thoughts. What happened? Hadn’t he given her everything she had ever wanted? The more demanding Sue had become, the more he had worked, then she said he was gone too much. How could he have been so blind? Pulling his car into the bar’s parking lot, Dale remembered that this was where it had all begun. ...

When Kitty Visits

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

When Kitty Visits You come to visit for just a little while, and with each visit you make me smile. I do not know your name, but it does not matter. Your warmth and love make the Angels gather. As I rub your soft fur, you roll and purr at my feet. I am comforted by your affection which is beyond sweet. Soon you will prance across the grass to your home. I am truly blessed by your visit when you roam. Hits: 54

The Soldier

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

The Soldier I am wet and cold, but I forge ahead. I am tired and hungry, but I am not dead. I am nervous and scared, but I fight for you. I am lonely and miss home, but this I must do. I am a soldier among many in a foreign land. I am a child of God and He holds my hand. By Lou 11/11/2020 Hits: 54

The Tunnel

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 6 comments

The Tunnel It was time to begin her journey, and Elsa wondered, was she prepared? Once taking the first step onto the pathway, there would be no going back. Elsa took a deep breath, closed her eyes then saw herself at the opening to the tunnel. A path stretched out in front of her, leading ever deeper into the dark hollow, but in the darkness, she could see only a few feet in front of her. As Elsa stepped on to the walkway, it began to move slowly like a conveyor belt going deeper into...