I watch, waiting in darkness for the cold to subside. Eagerly listening for voices, wanting only loves warmth. Heart beating with anticipation of what could possibly be - soft chatter - drifts past nothing! it's not meant for me. Alert - a car engine whispers, faint footsteps come closer. Stopping - not passing me by, a child alone - without hope. Crying out I'm unheard, my silent tears - not seen. Their pain - has no boundries, at my graveside - they mourn.