She sees you sit alone there
In the middle of the night
The glow of your cigarette
The only sign of life
She feels in you the anguish
Of a life not reconciled
The need that burns within
To set the wrongs to right
She understands your pain
As it reflects her own
For she could not provide
A safe secure home
She knows the images
Are burnt into your mind
The fear ever present
Of one so harsh and unkind
She feels that she has failed you
In a woman’s foremost role
To keep you safe and protected
Inside your own home
Though you are an adult now
And have children of your own
You choose to isolate yourself
And spend your time alone
Her hand reaches out to you
Though you are unaware
How she wishes she could tell you
Just how much she cares.
Trish Johnston 8th February 2014
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