A mother's strength

  Sadness exhales from me. Longing
to hear soft ripples of laughter. To hear
feet running throughout the hallways.

  Oh silence is NOT my friend today.
A soothing sound of rain falling outside.

  Oh I miss you. My eyes drown.
Lost in memories.

  Oh I pray for strength. For
understanding. I finish my plea and
thanksgiving. Jehovah pulled scriptures
to make me realize the world is harsh,
yet I survive, endure.

  Still my heart pulls me to remember
tiny arms surrounding me. Want to walk
away from the past. My babies, now
growing, changing I miss so much.

  Much is desired. A mother. Her tears
fall. One sees. Lift my spirit, oh Jehovah,
please.

  How do I stand so strong when all
is crumbling inside?