Lullaby Poem by Valerie Anderson

Sitting on the window sill.
Watching the rain pitter-patter against the glass.
As the thunder explodes lightning fast.
The lightning aluminates her tear-stained face.
And whispers to herself, he is here tonight.

Remembering that black wall that has resurrected between her.
And the rest of ther world.
But somehow someone always came.
A gentle someone always came to dry all her tears.
And to caress her fears.
And to give a kiss goodnight.
No matter if it was dark or late.
He would hold her and wait.
Until her frightened eyes did close.