Bleeding heart

Her hands are soft and leather worn
and her heart is beating strong,
but she is torn
Bones are scattered,
ribs shattered
and then the other matters
She is fighting for her life, my mom
Through all the pain
and incredible fears,
I have yet to see her tears
but I can feel them through her eyes
I can hear her silent cries
When she squeezes my hand
and squint her eyes -
my heart sighs
Her tears I can feel
her pain I can only imagine
I just want her to know I am here
My heart is bleeding in fear
I just want my mom back at home