Watching, Waiting, Hoping, Praying
Another breath per minute taken
Watching, Waiting, Hoping, Praying
Will this one be her last?
I sit there in the darkness
In the quiet I listen intently
I know what they've done to her
but all I can do now is try to protect and guide her till dawn
It used to be me that cried out to her to ease my pain
Now it's she who calls out to me to keep her here
Watching, Waiting, Hoping, Praying
Another breath per minute taken
Slowly the dawn creeps in and the night fades away
She opens her eyes and I am the first one she sees
She smiles
Another day has been granted



Author: Stephanie J. DeMartino