Requiem For A Son Poem by melissa mundy
Requiem For A Son
You came to me again last night
through a dream no one can steal.
I reached for you
with arms of lead
eyes blinded by sleep refused to see
There are no graves
in the hours we sleep
just you
reaching from depths unknown
your hand so soft in mine.
It is in this twilight time
God gives you back to me
Your poem is pulsing with the intensity of grief of losing someone deeply loved. Indeed, in dreams there is no boundary between reality and what is wished for. Perfect 10!
A son is our flesh and blood... he is our own to love, no matter what he is! Thanks for sharing, top mark.
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4/24/2024 6:24:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
..........................................................sadness personified