Another year
sweeping yesterday deeper into unknown.Suspended...to now and tomorrow we neither belong.
The morning pulls away from our past scared of not walking from a limbo we are in.
Splintered families scattered... isolated, doors shut from the sun and wind. How are we to live buried in fear? Some, holding their breathWaiting...
waiting desperately to come home. Across the seas where they were born.
But flowers bloom leaves will turn