Feb 2014
Unable to reach out
she sits alone...in tears....
she sits by the old tree
waiting
a little girl in tears.
Wrapping her arms around her knees
she embraces the ache of fear.
There is a light in the house so near
casting soft shadows on a moonlit face.
Voice serenade the darkness
inflaming the embers
of a belonging so close
but never close enough....
for her to reach.
she sits alone...in tears....
she sits by the old tree
waiting
a little girl in tears.
Wrapping her arms around her knees
she embraces the ache of fear.
There is a light in the house so near
casting soft shadows on a moonlit face.
Voice serenade the darkness
inflaming the embers
of a belonging so close
but never close enough....
for her to reach.
Little girl longing for someone to hold her. She hurts all over, her mind is numb. And through the silent tears she wishes it was different. Tears fall down her cheeks...as she drifts off to sleep.
