Delayed

Eve 4/10/93

Delayed,
Each step in stark solitude,
The children play.
Delusional dreaming of the day they'll be as one.
Their hands clasped,
But their hopes empty...
Each steps further into mischance,
Hopeless seeming.
Lost little girl wonders,
   Where have the tears gone?
Little sense,
Her hands clench on empty air,
And she watches her father-friend fall.