Pillows

Soft and silent, a gentle friend, My pillow waits, till the day ends. It sees my sorrow, my heart's deep pain, And whispers comfort, like a summer rain. As night descends, and tears begin, My pillow's there, to soak them in. A quiet guardian, of my restless sleep, It sucks my tears, my secrets keep. In the darkness, it holds me tight, A constant presence, through the endless night. It feels my anguish, my heart's despair, And absorbs my sorrow, without a care. With every sob, it whispers low, "I'm here for you, let your tears flow." A loyal companion, through the darkest hour, My pillow's solace, my heart's power. So let the tears, fall like the rain, My pillow's there, to soothe the pain. For in its softness, I find my peace, A comforting embrace, my soul's release.