I’ve grown up living to the sound of sirens. I have grown to hate them, fear them. I stop whatever I am doing and in a moment of pause, cringe and close my eyes. I hear them when I am falling off into sleep. I hear them when I am doing homework, making dinner, watching TV…I hate that sound. And the eerie silence that comes after.
That’s somebody’s child. Somebody’s lover.
Lord, don’t leave us.
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