How He Holds Her

If you ever see her out after sunset,
talking her tears to the moon
You too may begin to believe
in breath beyond departure
For there’s a father up there somewhere
that still considers her to be his home,
and listens to everything she has to say;
proud of the woman she struggles to be
One ruled by her heart;
rarely blest with peace of mind
No, it’s not as easy as she makes it look
And sometimes,
when there’s nothing else left to smile about
and these talks are all she can count on,
she’ll hear the familiar echo of his jokes
retold in her memories;
reminding her that it’ll all be okay
Now that Daddy’s on the moon
her nights are never as lonely as they could be,
and there are no more reasons to fear the dark

Poetry from Ink and Emotion by Shane Windham
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