Letters

Frozen (Amelia)

ukraine-poem

A little girl sings “Let it go”

She’s hiding feet beneath the snow.

She smiles and sings

While hearts break

I wonder what will be her fate.

In makeshift shelter

Applauds break out

They hide the thunder

Of shells that hit the ground

Her song drowns out that awful sound.

The tiny person

Cannot understand

The devastation to her land

Her voice as clear as a bell

Distracts one moment in this hell.

Her future unsafe, unsure

No escape through Russia’s door

Food and water in short supply

The city doomed; about to die

Will her song end

I watch, I cry.

©Cheryl O’Brien 2022

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