My Heart Aches for Her

My heart aches for Her

In the quiet moments of the day

In the lonely hours of the night

In the simple and mundane

In the excitement of new discovery

When our sons are happy

When our sons are sad

In the moments when we should be most close,

My heart aches for Her

In the moments of such pain

When it feels like my heart will break

In the brokenness and sadness

Throughout the vale of these tears

In the crushingness of it all

And in the vacuum of despair,

My heart aches for Her

Across the vast sea of time

Within the depths of the darkest space

As deep as the deepest of oceans

As bright as fire’s tempest

As fierce as the wind’s cry

As quiet as the stars’ whisper

As lonely as a mountain meadow

My heart aches for Her

Until the last star burns away

For as long as East and West shall never meet

Until twilight steals the final glimmers of sun

And spring sings its gallant promises no more

Until the embers have smoldered away

And the tide tempts the shore no more

Until the end,

My heart will ache for Her

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Aaron Smith is a native of Denver, Colorado. Aaron has served in four Special Forces units, performed duty positions as a Special Forces Medical Sergeant, detachment member of a Joint Special Operations Task Unit, Master Trainer in various deployed operational environments, and deployed 7 times in support of contingency operations to Iraq, Afghanistan, as well as multiple European, African, and Middle Eastern countries. Aaron is a grateful Jesus follower, husband, and father of two boys, and currently lives South of Denver with his family.

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