The Abandoned Ones

And all her hope
And all her song
Hung in the spider's web
Between her ribs

And all those dreams
Which lay, too long,
In the attic
Of abandoned cribs -

And all the babes
Who can't belong
Decayed and crumbled
In that womb

And every step
That she called "wrong"
Could have thwarted
Her stone tomb.

SJL: 6th July 2006

Arrival.

We waited,
And you arrived.
You grew within me,
And you said goodbye.