Sunday, September 11, 2005


She cries on the grave, no one hears her
But the souls that gently watch over her
She can't stop her tears, nobody can
Her pain is too much to bear, she no longer can
She sits on the stone, hugging her knees
Her cries disturbing the place's peace
Hoping he would come, she lifted her head
But all she can see is fog covering the road ahead
The wolves are crying, sharing her sorrow
The night is long, is there still tomorrow?
I opened my eyes and saw myself here
On the same stone that girl sat and fought her fear
Is she just a dream lurking on my side?
Or is she a reality I cannot hide?

- written by my daughter Kyla :)