Through the silent night
I sat like a lady
whose child was sick
watching and waiting
for any slight move
the phone stood by me
as I waited patiently by it
if only it would beep
but it never beeped
I wondered,
what was wrong?
I thought aloud
oh God, Help him
I laid down
then I stood
pacing around
why I cared, I knew not
all I knew was I cared
and so much
all I craved for, was the beep
but it never came
I stared at the phones
they stared back at me
I looked away
I tried some books
they were quiet
I wondered why?
I said it short
as short as a murmur
oh God, help him
I slept
I didn't know when
neither can I say how
the beep
the beep
at last it came
I smiled
I chuckled
it was him
I knew I cared,
but I never knew how much
until now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice.a beautiful poem.liked it.keep inking Maureen.