Date: 9-26-2020
Zelena's p.o.v
In our lonely quiet waiting hour,
less words are spoken. You are
broken, but you seek comfort
elsewhere. I handle you with
gentleness throughout the week.
In our lonely quiet waiting hour,
power is not a necessity. We
draw strength from the peace
that is in the atmosphere.
Drifting to and from random
different places, we are ghosts
lost in time. Patient, we remain silent as we
wait for judgment day.