Not Coming Home

My wife left the bed early Tuesday morning
I felt the empty pillow next to me
Waking up, I heard the news on the radio
She was in that building, that floor
My wife was not coming home
My little girl came home from school
I could see something in her eyes
"Where's Mommy? She's not here..."
I said, "Mommy's not coming home"
there was a silence from her that I never heard before
her normally bright glowing face paled
then she fell into my arms and we both cried
knowing she wasn't coming home
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My husband is a warrior, a hero, a firefighter
dedicated to saving people's lives
each night I lie in bed at night
wondering "is he not coming home?"
but then he'll come in and calm my fears
he went in to save the victims of tragedies
but he never called
never returning
my husband is not coming home