The longest Night
The room lay cloaked in darknessSave the flickering from the fire
A mother sat, her babe in arms
Waiting for her squire.
She tenderly looked down upon
Her child in swaddling clothes
And gently dabbed away the sweat
That gathered round his nose.
The room was hot and humid
But she did'nt really care
She checked the time
Five minutes passed
Since she had last looked there.
She fought the rising panic
As she sat there in the dark
Her open palm was bleeding
Where her nails had left their mark.
Time was running out for her
But she new that from the start
She looked again towards the clock
And heard the beating of her heart'
The epidemic spread so fast
With serum in short supply
If only he would hurry back
Her child then need not die
He snuggled in his blanket
And made a coughing sound
She drew him closer to her breast
And her head began to pound
The tears were gathering in her eyes
As she said a silent prayer
"Please lord, don't take my child from me"
You know how much i care
But even as she said it
The tears streamed down her face
"Oh mother mary,i beg of you"
"please show my child some grace"
And as she sat there sobbing
Her eyes red rimmed and sore
Her body racked in deep despair
Came a knocking at the door
Relief came flooding through her
The squire he had returned
The serum would give her back the child
The crisis had been turned
Her prayers they had been answered
Her son would see the day
She thanked the lord, for mercy shown
And the part she'd had to play.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-22 at 11:33
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