My Team

February 28, 2012
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A tapestry of blankets smother the colorless floor,
And pillows line the blue painted wall.
They are asleep, but I know better.
Every hour spent
in the careless dreamland is
one less hour
with her.

How is she now?
They won’t tell us,
and the silence is breaking my determination.

I look beyond my fears and see
Lacey cuddled gently
into the fuzzy, green blanket
against my leg.
Taylor is hidden in sleep,
Becca snuggled in comfort.

We are a team.
Without them,

I wouldn’t be.
The rainbow color nails would vanish.
The silky straight hair, gone.
Without them,
I would fall into the all-consuming darkness
threatening to gobble
me up every moment that
I stay me.

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