There she sat the strong one.
The mere presence of her seemed to fill the whole area.
Soon the others would awaken but for now she had it all.
Time to ponder with no arguing,
Debating or other ideas being inflicted upon her.
But soon they would awake.
No matter how much time that she acquired here.
It was not just hers but theirs to make.
Long ago they had learned to get along.
No matter whom thought who was right or wrong.
All living in this small space.
A miracle a murder had never taken place.
So different, so demanding, with one task in mind.
To see another day come and go.
And hopefully to somehow grow.