Dreamcatcher

She runs around the house,

Delightful as she seems,

The house is nothing but an empty shell

Of loneliness behind the smiles, that she hides

I watch her from a place she can’t reach

Unable to act, I can only wait

until the night falls, until the sky darkens

until she falls asleep

She squirms and quarrels with the air

Miserable even in her slumber.

A bead of sweat trickling down her brow,

Little girl, I will help you.

In a swirl and whirlpool of magic,

I will take away your nightmares and demons,

You can rest now, unmindful of isolation.

That is all I can do for you, my precious girl.