In the stillness of midnight, a child's sigh echoes,
Engaged in a hidden struggle shielded from view,
While the stars overhead adorn the night sky,
Tears flow freely due to bedwetting dismay.
Deep within the quiet, a fierce battle ensues,
Where shadows of shame and fear persist.
Yet within the soul, a glimmer of hope arises,
Anticipating compassionate souls to intervene.
Amidst nights filled with wetness and muffled cries,
A child's spirit soars courageously.
Embarking on the journey towards dryness under celestial canopies,
Bravery blossoms, dispelling pretenses.
With gentle gestures and soothing words exchanged,
Hearts connect, leaving judgment in the past.
For within the embrace of compassion, solace is discovered,
* And the child's aspirations break free from confinement.
About the Creator
The Singer So Shy
She stood near the cold fireplace, watching the second-hand tick down to the hour. In another minute, the clock's bird would emerge and warble the hour. She reached up and touched the clock, tracing the gentle slope of the farmhouse roof, then trailing down the lilac strewn side, to the white fence framed dooryard. She wished she was there, where the air would smell of lilacs rather than smoke.
By Judah LoVato7 days ago in Fiction
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