copyright © 2000 Sharon A. Fisher
Confusion echoes within the empty rooms;
Teasing, whining, crying, laughing.
My stomach growls from hunger
Knowing mealtime is solitude tonight,
Experiencing a greater hunger than for food.
Tasks are not enough to busy
time intended for completion.
Quietness robs their focus
allowing my mind to escape
to analyze the how and whys.
Peace of knowing meant to be's
Beyond my intentions keeps
Guilt from overwhelming,
Self-pity from devouring
Designating a place in time......
ALONE