In the midst of silence,
Only sound of the clock is heard,
She lay helplessly.
Waiting eagerly for him,
Her eyes fixated at the door
With nothing to do but wait,
Cause to wait was the only option left,
Wondering when he would come
And she would snuggle with him in bed
She was tired, lonely and scared,
Wondering what was taking him so long
Her mind, still thinking what wrong she did
Was it her muddy feet ?
Was it the breaking of new china ?
She didn’t know.
She whimpered, howled
Suddenly afraid in the same house
of which she knew exactly by heart,
Hoping against hope,
That he would return.