When It Dawned

As the dawn broke into the night A call pierced my eyelids shut tight It was a weary and painful cry Of a sadness bleeding under the sky! The night was thinly hanging still My eyes slowly opened against their will Within echoed someone ‘it wasn’t right, To keep her at bay through the night’! In the attic little throats were parched Hungry mouths frantically searched Blind eyes pined for softness Yearned for her licking embrace! The night had not gone down well In her eyes dewdrops did dwell Time seemed to move cruelly slow ‘When would open the window’! Her eyes asked as I let her in How I could be so awfully mean As to not know in the mother’s breast the pain When forced to be away from children!