A Loss Poem by Billy Loving

A dream differed
Where they've erred
What they have taken
While being forsaken
A child for me
As simple as can be
Someone to teach
Words of wisdom to preach
Lessons to learn
Praise to earn
Watch them grow
Seeds of knowledge to sow
Mistakes to correct
Feelings to protect
The ticking of the clock
As in my chair I rock
Years go by
A frustrated sigh
Youth to middle age
Able to quell the rage
Again sitting alone
No consideration shown