She sets a plate at dinner time

awaiting his return

She holds onto the faith

he will come back to her

She thinks he is still alive

at least in her heart

She believes he is 

somewhere near

Could he be wandering 

the country road

Or is he on his way back

from the village alleyway

Is he here already

She does not see him

But their dog barks 

the way it used to greet him

By Shih-Fang Wang

From: United States