The unspoken fear

The unspoken Fear The weight of care, a constant hum, For my son, my love, my fragile sum. His needs are vast, his needs are deep, A constant vigil, while I barely sleep. I fear the shadows, the unseen hand, That could steal my strength, leave him unmanned. Who would hold him, with such tender grace? Who could meet his needs, with the same embrace? The thought of leaving, a chilling dread, A gaping void, where hope lies dead. My heart aches with worry, a constant tear, For his fragile future, and my fading cheer. But I will fight, with all my might, To shield him from the coming night. To find the strength, to carry on, Until the dawn, when shadows are gone.