Patrick Wescott

Rookie (10/01/1970 / Webster, New Hampshire)

Ghost (2005) - Poem by Patrick Wescott

Your imprint still sits on your pillow.
Blankets lay balled from your last slumber.
I turned out your light as angels watch,
and touched where you slept and dreamt away.

I see your ghost there, safely in your bed.
Eyes moisten as I realise tonight your not here.
I can hear the echoes of your laughter,
and smile as I picture the grin that is yours.

I feel like I have failed you and caused tears.
This is not the life I swore to give to you.
These are not the dreams I had of a life
I promised as you lay in the womb.

I feel each tear you cry with cofusion.
Your voice shatters me with its questions.
I hope somday you understand the why,
and find you had the love you deserve.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 14, 2005



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