Waiting

For a miracle

Face tilted up

Towards the empty sky

Hair streaming back

In the cruel breeze

Eyes so wistful, so

Alone, afraid, unsure

Arms wound around

A swaying birch

Eyes break away from

The barren sky

And fill

With tears like rain,

Asking so little, just that someone would

Hold her hand

Again

Show her the way

Again

But all that she finds

When her eyelids

Flutter open

Is that she is alone

Again

But not forever

I promise.