Penelope Poem

I am Penelope; beautiful and sad

I wonder if my love thinks of me when he looks at the stars in the night

I hear the cry of my little boy as he cries out for his father

I see a reflection in the mirror that foreshadows the depression and tension

in my life

I want my husband to come home so I can hug him like there is no

tomorrow

I am Penelope;beautiful and sad

I pretend I don’t care that Odysseus is away

I feel the sorrow in my heart just wanting to be with him all the time

I touch my hair the way he used to brush it against his hands

I worry if someday he will never return and get killed by one of the gods

I cry when I lay on my bed and see the empty space beside me where he

once laid

I am Penelope; beautiful and sad

I understand that he went to follow his dreams but why hasn’t he came

back?

I say to myself that he will once return and we will all be a happy family

once more

I dream of holding him in my arms and him whispering in my ear that he

loves me

I try to make my little one feel the father warmth that he needs

I hope someday to see Odysseus once more before I die

I am Penelope; beautiful and sad