Shelter From The Storm
by Jewls13
Life goes on
but not as before
there is still love
there is still joy
but there is something else there too
a heaviness in the air
and a knowledge that things are never going to be the same
the kids still running around
this time with pillows on their heads
the men still at the table after everyoe has gone
food on their plates getting cold
because their mouths are otherwise occupied
fighting-no discussing is what they call it
the woman still in the kitchen
except for the few that brave the table
and then there's me
no longer playing with pillows
not quite ready to face my uncle
accepted by both-but neither holds my place
so I sit
and I smile
outside these walls, hell may have broken loose
but here
I'm safe
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