Sitting in a McDonald's playland, listening to children's
screams and laughter.
Looking out the window drizzled with rain, noticing head
and tail lights, all the while experiencing an emptiness
inside.
Knowing also, my son's heartache at not being able to be
with or see his baby daughter.
Life goes on before us as we sit here stranded in a time-
less place where once she was with us.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/timeless-53/
