A letter from home - Mehida

I saw you there

Standing near

Waiting for a train

To take you away from here

I was there

Beside you

On the platform

You decided to go on your way

The wind is cold

Silent breeze of a memory makes it colder

Where have you been sweet child of mine?

I’ve cried so many tears knowing you suffer

No matter what you’ve done

All this time I wanted to tell you

You’re welcome home

I’m still here

To hold you near

To let you heal through my wounds

I never left you alone