She sat on the bank of the river,
watched her dreams roll away downstream.
She felt their loss more than the heat of her tears
Because she isn’t as strong as she seems.
She was expected to smile
So she smiled.
Always expected to bend but not
Giving all of herself that she could give,
Wondering how much she could take.
And so often lately
She finds herself visiting the river,
Late at night, when she’s left alone.
One by one, dropping her dreams
Into the water,
Watching them fade into the sea.
One by one
into the sea.