POEMS

Come to Life!


The days are long

the hours are long

she sits

prepared to wait

and wait and wait

for his stepsto return

from the coma


She counts

with him

1 2 3 4 5

as he runs

into her arms


Come, little boy!Come!

This time

Run back into life!


The days drag

the hours drag

heavy for her

heavy for him


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Eina

he says

tiny finger

pointing at pond

eina eina eina


Water

she says


Eina

pointing at puddle

eina eina eina


Water

she says


His blue eyes

look up

to her

eina eina eina


Now she

knows


Eina

she says

eina eina eina


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