Before I close my eyes and fall into my slumber, I say a prayer that my nightmare stays at bay.

I ask not to open my eyes to the destruction of lives

and the receeding of souls.

I ask that someone else be a silent witness and whipping post, someone else to cry and mourn over the insurmountable loss.

I ask that the sweetness of the present remain,

at least its flavor for the future.


About ingridfalconi

I'm a married mother of three and a published author.
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