to _ _ _ whom i love so much
who is so far away
lost in a photograph
smiling in the distance
twisting in a memory
hiding in the clouds
who sleeps with a mattress on the floor
so the monsters can’t hide under her bed
how i wanted to be the one to protect you
but you are grown now
strong
as only those who have lived a full life can be
you have a son to love and protect you
a daughter to love and fight with
a husband i’d rather not think of
and i’m going to back to see you as if thirty years
have no more power than a bad dream
wake up
the monsters are still there
hiding under my bed now
will you save me