Praying

Praying

There are fears that mother buries under blankets There are fears that mother silences between the walls When she waits When she waits Praying every day, all day that you will return to her safely Praying every day All day that this hell will be just a dream. There are thoughts that mother buries between pillows There are thoughts that mother cries out at night When she waits When she waits There are knocks that mother does not hear, On the doors There are knocks that your heart stops When you wait When you wait