A dangling head and a heavy heart
Head in lap, two worlds apart
Dealing with complexities
And what the world around her sees
Waiting for a passing breeze
To push her on the swing
Like her father used to do
On sunny days in spring
But that was just a dream
She’s hanging by a string
She never imagined what his loss could do
Or the anguish it would bring
The world around her still grows
Her weaknesses exposed
Swallowed up and spit back out
An empty broken soul