I CRY

                                                                 Thơ Susan Christensen,

I'm sitting on the porch,
Wind blowing through my hair,
The duck are frolicking in the pond,
But I just can't seen to care.

Life goes on around me,
I don't participate,
I go through all the motions,
But what I really do it wait.

I dream about the day;
That you'll come home to me,
Nothing else I important,
What can't people see?

I don't want to go out
I don't want to have fun
I don't want to do a thing,
Until all is said & done.

They took you in the Summer,
Now fall in almost finished
Winter will be here soon
And then the year will have diminished.

You have no idea how much I cry,
I never let you know,
It's so hard  out here without to let it show.
But I 'm not allowed to let it show.

I must pretend all is fine,
Everyone thinks all's Okay.
But what I never ever tell them
Ís that I cry  for you every day.

                       Susan Christensen.