Silence
Silence
falls as the windows close to cold air
when the baby sleeps she sits alone
hands idle
unable to write music or even listen
to the symphonies in her head
she is lost in the silence
more lost than she knows
careless pregnancy
she hides in the exhaustion of young parenthood
unable to embrace personal success
and her life will pass
in this most useless way
her music unheard her voice unsung
Copyright © Zera Masters | Year Posted 2010
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