The Empty Crib

A woman who wishes to have a child, and keeps an empty crib in the corner of her bedroom.

Alone in this room,

Feeling like a fool.

In the corner it sits

Empty and cruel.

A feeling that I

Shall never achieve

No tear I can cry

As I silently grieve.

A dream in my heart

So near and yet far

I'll sit here and wish

Upon every bright star.

For all I can do

Is hope, wish and dream.

That one day, just maybe...

Though hopeless it seems...