Has to emerge

  A new story. A new storm.
Rumbling. Tearing across time.
A frightening moment of hesistation.

  Say yes to a lost sibling. Sing
praise and hold tight the hopes, the
dreams.

  Close eyes for memories. Good. Bad.
Learn from them. The strength given
to push forward. Thank Jehovah first.

  Nightly I think deeply. I hope all
goes smoothly. Still I prevail in my trials.

  Sighing. Oh tears mist among
my lashes. I try so hard to hold back,
still thoughts make them slide down
my cheeks.

   Shaking.
      
          Keep a prayer tightly on my
family, my family.

          Oh how I squeeze my arms
around self. A smile has to emerge.

    No one must seek what Jehovah
hears in my head. A prayer to all
                  and none.