A Mothers Mourn: Poem by franshata sanders

Her heart has been broken, with a soul thats now torn
have you heard the sound of A Mothers Mourn
her pain is very deep, no longer friends with sleep..for
everytime she close her eyes, the pain is concrete
to watch her baby cry, to know her child has died,
to put her own..6ft deep..why WOULD she be friends with sleep
life now is but a mere glare..words she can no longer form for she
is a woman scorn..with knees that are weak..health.. no longer
ok..struggling to make each day..dissapear..while crying silent tears
what was once right...has changed as suddenly as day to night
Her heart has been broken, with a soul thats now torn, have you heard the sound of a Mother's Mourn;