Waxing Poetic

“Lights out”

The tears that stain my pillow
Only fall at night,
When I am in the darkness
And out of others’ sight.

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I pray for the forgiveness
Of my daughter, and my son,
And for determination
To fight this till it’s done.

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The loneliness that settles in
When I should be asleep,
I ward off with a prayer
For my soul the Lord to keep.

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The darkness that I do feel now
Is just the one at night
And not the one that took my soul
When out of others’ sight.

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Perhaps the tears that fall will stop
And one night sleep will come.
My pillow, dry for sleeping,
My fighting, finally done.
~ Tony Casson, 2010

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