Darkness comes, alone again
Tears begin to fall.
Her mind drifts off, gripped with thoughts
Of ways to end it all.
Despair gains strength, and day by day
Her plans become more clear.
No longer willing, she feels she can't
Survive another year.
But something's there that drives her from
What she feels she's forced to do.
A tiny touch, a smiling face
Her strength he will renew.
He fills her soul, and gives her life
Her pain he will erase
This baby boy, her precious child
Her gift her saving grace |
Submission Name: Mommy -- revised
