a cry in the night
By benafim
The Cry In The night Awoke, the child in the broom cupboard cried…neglected for years now it could not longer be ignored…Unnamed, an abortion left behind in Japan, blood on a white sheet. Heartbroken its mother had expected a healthy love child…and the ship sailed without her. There, there my mysterious child cry no more, I know that you miss your mother, so do I. The ship sailed, as ships must, and never returned. I have an image of you in my heart and the sun rises over Yokohama every day just for you my unlived child. Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 06:59 AM PST 0 • 1
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