Hope

Startled, awakened from a nightmare! Ghosts from the past come back to haunt him. He shivers even though the night is warm. Would these memories ever die? Love and family; taken; replaced by pain and anguish. The concentration camps are black marks on the purity of his childhood. Stone after stone lifted for no purpose. Jew was synonymous with death. The star of David, a curse, marking him for slaughter. No hope.

Lost in thought, he listens. He hears breathing beside him, his precious wife. He closes his eyes in peace. Wounds would heal. Memories would die. There is hope!