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like a child i stood standing
unable to control my mother’s crying
i waited and listened between the pauses
hoping to figure out the causes
but the mystery was not at all unique
these patterns blazed trails from prior weeks
the lights were off, no sound was near
i could hardly wait to feel less fear
so where was her rescue?
where was this cloud of peace?
then daddy came home
and comforted her unknowns
he whispered soft spoken breaths
that would quiet her to rest
i stood below the stairs
anticipating the end of her tears
slowly i opened my door
i looked up in the dark
i heard nothing
but i still knew there’d be something