16/09/2025
Somewhere, Out There
Somewhere, out there, a mother tries,
With weary arms and sleepless eyes.
Her heart is heavy, her strength is thin,
She wonders if she has it within.
Somewhere, out there, a father stands,
With work to shoulder, hope in hands.
He sees his partner struggle each day,
And searches for strength to light their way.
Somewhere, out there, a grandfather stays,
Still hoping to brighten their long days.
The phone stays silent, the hours drag on,
Yet his hands are steady, his heart is strong.
Somewhere, out there, a grandmother weeps,
Her vow unbroken, the promise she keeps.
She treasures her son, his children, his wife,
And longs to be part of their daily life.
Though doors are closed and she’s kept apart,
Still steady love burns within her heart.
Somewhere, out there, a baby cries,
Her mother comes with tired eyes.
The child does not wish to burden or tire,
She only longs for a warm embrace’s fire.
Somewhere, out there, Papa and Nanna yearn,
With love unmeasured, no need to earn.
His hands reach forward, gentle, true,
While her heart aches for what she can’t do.
Somewhere, out there, the years have flown,
Two little girls have laughter their own.
Five and four, they dance and play,
While their Nanna waits for a brighter day.
She missed their baby years, fragile and small,
But hopes to be part of their lives after all.
Somewhere, out there, the parents stand tall,
Their love for each other has carried it all.
They’ve proven their strength through trials and tears,
Together they’ve weathered the hardest years.
Yet grief still whispers of time long gone,
Of not being there when the night was drawn.
Not just the babies she yearned to enfold,
But helping the parents remains what she holds.
Her heart stays steady, her love burns true,
Still waiting for moments to show what it knew.
Somewhere, out there, love waits to begin,
A door to be opened, a hand to let in.
