.
A melody held so sweetly
is found tucked away neatly
in a crecent cove sleeping
unaware of the world cheating
The florescent lights beaming
Around her the sirens flaring
Still she's sleeping
Her mind is racing, her cough becomes wheezy
but she's held there discreetly
in her sister's arms for safekeeping
When she awakes, her sisters there in greeting
Her soft lips kiss her, she's leaning
Over to put her on her side telling:
"The World is Quiet Here"
And still she's sleeping