Poetry: A Collection

When Water Comes

Hush, hush

little one,

the time will soon be here

I know they worry it may never come

and fear death will meet us first

as disease spreads

and hope flees

Hush, hush

I feel your pain

keep still and wait

There will be a day

when we smile and play

with joy and relief

And know we are safe

for at least a little while

when water comes.