...And she came dancing
From the cupboard, shattered dreams
Biggest eyes, brightest smile
Brushing dust away
Remnants of domesticity
She danced, She twirled
Before my eyes

In the air
Notes
A duet for Mother and child
Cascading down, filling my ears
My mind wanders to the question:
What might have been?
The pain of wasted tears

She
She is trying
She is trying not to cry

Wiping sleep out of your mind
Rising early every morn
From the closet of the duties of a good wife
You take the mask you wore
The day before

In the air
Steps
A dance for Mother and child
Trickle down, drowning my eyes
My mind wanders to hope
What is yet to come?
To the answer to all the "whys?"

She
She is trying
She is trying not to cry

Won't you ever see
Can't stand to taste your pain
Words drip off my tongue
In my nostrils, rain
Drops feel
Like footseps
Sounding in the cloisters

If you should ever find yourself
Your heart upon a shelf
Push pride aside
Let me find the woman deep inside
That you've hidden, carefully
Behind jars
Broken
Promises
Lies

She
She is trying
She is trying not to cry