My Son Poem by Morinanna Wyzard

My Son



I have not forgotten you my son
I have not forgotten the pain
it still remains the same
but I am learning
learning to live again
not without you
but with you as my guide
I know you are always by my side
there will be days
of tears of sadness
tears of joy
and through it all
you are still my little boy
I know you left this realm as a man
but I know you understand
you will always be the light in my life
while some times I see this as my darkest hour
I find within the most amazing power
all coming from you my dear
my ray of sunshine
when all seems lost
and no hope can be found
I look around
and there you are
caressing me with the gentle wind
or a single falling leaf
maybe I see your smile on the moon
knowing we will be together soon
I find you lurking in a random dream
or see your reflect in a raging stream
you are all around
not lost, within the ashes I carry
on the contrary
you are very much alive
in my memories
and in my mind
guiding me from the other side.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,forgotten
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