My...the depth of this write takes me into another
part, another world and its not just the sun and the moon
but much much more with a deeper feeling waiting...nice

I am pretty sure one can write anything in French and it will look and sound much better.
She lives in fear. Somehow this feels like a WW2 war poem, or at least an inner battle hope Vs fear

There's anticipation in this, worry, a sense of foreboding, mystery... and I love how you've said he is "her sun", then the looming dawn.

I liked the formatting and repetition of "would" three times, then "still" as it highlighted how this seems to be a cycle. It actually immediately made me think of a mother's undying, unconditional love and how she always wants to protect her own, even when they go out in the world and write their own journey.

A poignant poem, full of false hope and fear. It’s simple, but effectively told. I would like to know a little more though! I’m afraid we’re as left in the dark as your persona!

I truly love this!!
It’s like a scene, where a woman is awaiting the return of her son, lover, father, brother, husband.

It also could be much deeper than that, maybe some kind of fear, that she hate confronting..