frost

In my frosty midnights I pray my children will
Like a linnet be
Howling
Cots long empty sit beside my bed
And my dreams
Are filled with
All I did not do
All I cannot do
My hopes are shattered into new shape
My life is midnight
When I am alone
But my midnight time
Is costly
To others
Who cannot imagine
What I know
The frost of midnight
Warms me