She gazes deeply into the pit of tomorrow
they watch her as only a mother can
concern circling the air
no witty conversations
morbid heavy wreaths
drape all mankind
how can she endure parentless tomorrows
silence slices through disdained air
sorrow engulfs infinite lives
she needs them like a dove needs peace
memories will have to sustain
all tomorrows
they hope the crossroads will quickly pass
their spirits ...
their firstborn...
prodding her...to realize...
there's so...much more...
for her.
Candy
Reindeer
This is an excellent write! So much depth.
~Joseph
Leland