tear filled

window set

waiting for daddy to come home.

 

It is a phone ringing

answering "no,

they are busy

and cannot talk

right now.

 

Divorce is a weapon

with innocence slain

by the friendly fire

of bitter words

spoken in haste.

 

It is more,

beginning

tagged onto an end

of trust and hope

and the need to feel vulnerable again.

 

Divorce is the look

in the swollen eyes

of a child who cannot understand

the vacant stare

of a photograph.