#WritcoPoemPrompt28
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers

She pass by like a wind
And forth back like a sand
Carrying the aches
Of a crying little child

Why,oh why?
This sadness always passes by?
Why,oh why?
This bad dreams keep floating
and sinking in my mind?


© Mommy Rechel