She moves through the darkness <br /> <br />Alive yet dead <br /> <br />In sheeted glory she breathes without life <br /> <br />Bleeding without battle, she fights <br /> <br />I wait and wait <br /> <br />I hope <br /> <br />It is a battle I cannot fight <br /> <br />My skills cannot persevere <br /> <br />Though sword and knife <br /> <br />Are easy to my hand <br /> <br />I wait <br /> <br />I trust the skill of another <br /> <br />Who's knife gives life <br /> <br />I hope that she can fight <br /> <br />She is all that I have <br /> <br />I wait<br /><br />James Jarrett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-waiting-room-3/
