A tear, like a stream trickles down sun warmed cheeks
A tear caused by sad memories now replaced by joy and relief
Wind in her hair, sounds of the surf catch her ears
Children’s shrieks of joy match hungry cries of gulls on the beach

On the sand she sits, watching as her family plays
She looks and smiles as her son, so strong lifts his sister  above the
waves
His arms still in bandages, a dark memory threatens to invade
Yet another tear escapes as she turns that terrifying memory away

How to describe the scale of emotions a mother feels
When she watches a brother and sister play with such joy
With a chill of terror, she knows not so long ago
Where that are two now playing, there could have been one standing alone

So look at your children in a different light
When cries of "she touched me" ring out at night
Tears again threatening, fill my eyes as I write
One child could stand lonely, instead of two side by side

So smile when in their childish way they fight
As fate can be cruel with all its might
The sound of children’s laughter fades and so easily disappears
Then loneliness, one child left with all her fears

Her man child snatched from a firery hell
A child’s soul cheated death now happily plays
Her two children happily together now play as one
Her lips curl upward into a smile as she knows this battle is almost won