She had felt that something was missing for decades. She sought to fill the
missing pieces with work of passion. To change the world in a way she couldn’t change this feeling of loss. Of
Lost Children. her
lost children. her sons. Childhoods she will not know. In a world gone mad she sought to be love and light. Stronger now she can fight but would rather not have to be constantly prepared for war.
She dreams of a reunion with her
Lost Children. Has the world found her
lost boys and surrounded them in warmth and love. Tears emptied under a wobbly
shower head.