KEENING...

Half asleep, I ignored the warning. Ice pervaded while sirens permeated, lil SPOOKS keening rising amidst the chaos.

Stumbling and tripping over feet, landing hard on elbows and knees, lost, I cry out. Shudders rack our frame. Failed, I failed.

Warm familiar hands lift me up, steady me. It's him, our 'ol blue eyes. Silently he guides us into the darkened bathroom. Softly he leaves us.

Turning the hot water on, we step in. Fully clothed, in the dark, scalding water blankets us. Laying fetal, lil SPOOK is finally safe.

In KAT'S purring embrace, the lil boy releases his pain. Keening his cataclysmic, KAT absorbs the jarring arctic impact, knowing, in sorrow, it's not the first nor last.


                 {lil SPOOK, I'm deeply, deeply, so very, very sorry.  me⛵}