elle vit dans la peur

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..

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!

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.

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

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