He watched her from afar
Night after night
The joy on her face brought him happiness
A rare thing in this dark life of his
Over a thousand years had passed
Still he lived, day after day
No rest. No sleep.
Lonely beyond measure
Selfishly he wanted her
To be like him
With him
Forever, just the two of them
He crept over the roof
Looked in on her
And her daughter
Such a joy he would never know
My Tiffany, oh how I wish
And how I don't wish
That we could be
Just you and me. A forever family.
She heard his thoughts
They slipped across the night to her
Unspoken but heard clear as the dawn
Daughter to bed, she walked into the night
He was there
Finally
He slid down to her
And she saw in his eyes the stars
Forever
Cursed to live, to want
A joy of eternal life
A pain of eternal thirst
For her he didn't impose
A choice
But not without discourse
"Let me in" he pleaded
He wanted to talk
To explain
But in her heart she already knew
And she chose.
Walking to him
It was she who commanded
Grabbing
She pulled him to her
Her hands tore away her shirt
Neck exposed
She invited him in
Pulled him in, to her
Tears mixed with blood flowed
Down her exposed neck
No longer alone
Together, forever
Chaotic Stream
Friday, June 13, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
These Hands
These Hands
With these hands I do write
The musings of my soul
The pondering and wandering
That fills my troubled mind
O’ these hands have seen the years
And held such precious things
Here I let them express for me
The many things they can
For my soul sits in silence
My heart heavy grows
My mouth simply cannot speak
The things that these hands know
A fearful night in my car
They gripped the steering wheel
And took me on ever further
While my body felt so ill
On lonely nights they held my face
Felt my many tears
So very often I am afraid
Over these thirty some years
Loved ones they have gripped tight
In their hours of need
When they had no one else to cling to
They felt their hearts bleed
They have held the hands
Of three precious little boys
And helped me to smile
Christmas nights wrapping their toys
These hands of mine have touched women
Gently caressed their lovely skin
They felt the love I had
So very deep within
Upon this keyboard
Do these hands dance
They tell of sorrow and pain
But also romance
They look back
So many years upon this life
I open up to them
I let them write
These hands of mine
Tell me today they feel in my heart aglow
And wonder to themselves
If they shall ever hold that little Willow
Some day they will touch you
And tell with their care
That feel deeply saddened
Because they were not there
So on they write
Nearly everyday
Of the wonderful things I now have
And the little girl so far away
With these hands I do write
The musings of my soul
The pondering and wandering
That fills my troubled mind
O’ these hands have seen the years
And held such precious things
Here I let them express for me
The many things they can
For my soul sits in silence
My heart heavy grows
My mouth simply cannot speak
The things that these hands know
A fearful night in my car
They gripped the steering wheel
And took me on ever further
While my body felt so ill
On lonely nights they held my face
Felt my many tears
So very often I am afraid
Over these thirty some years
Loved ones they have gripped tight
In their hours of need
When they had no one else to cling to
They felt their hearts bleed
They have held the hands
Of three precious little boys
And helped me to smile
Christmas nights wrapping their toys
These hands of mine have touched women
Gently caressed their lovely skin
They felt the love I had
So very deep within
Upon this keyboard
Do these hands dance
They tell of sorrow and pain
But also romance
They look back
So many years upon this life
I open up to them
I let them write
These hands of mine
Tell me today they feel in my heart aglow
And wonder to themselves
If they shall ever hold that little Willow
Some day they will touch you
And tell with their care
That feel deeply saddened
Because they were not there
So on they write
Nearly everyday
Of the wonderful things I now have
And the little girl so far away
Fantasy Poem
Battle of Evenhold
Seven they sat
Three across from three
One at the end
Preparing for this night
Their last stand
Elven
Wizard
Dragon in disguise
Human fighters
Prepared to die
Old man reflecting
Ready for his time
Young man within
But not afraid to die
Evil hordes awaiting
Outside this den
Somewhere I know
This will happen again
Fire erupts
Shouts
Then screams
Chaos reins
Somewhere now they dream
Overwhelming odds
Outside they go
To fight
To stand
Circle of seven
On the eve of destruction
Promising to finish it
Preparing to die
Dragon transforms
And to his fellow friends
He speaks
A promise from you all
This very day
As evil never dies
Neither shall I
When all is said
And this day is done
Promise to rise again
When comes back this evil one
Upon all you keep sacred
Promise this to me
That forever we shall remain
And seven our souls shall forever be
Linked in eternity
Always to stand
To defend our brothers the human race
Those we call man
They swore it then
To this dragon once a man
That throughout the ages
They would come together
No matter when
Or where
And Stand
Creatures not seen since
Long forgotten by man
Stood together
Made a valiant stand
Dragons flew
Magic was spun
Evil seemed to overcome
But there they stood
Seven in number
Fighting on
One fell
Then another
But their souls remained
Defending their brothers
Unseen by the hordes
Battles raged
The dark one seethed
His mighty army being beaten
By five that stood
And two his eyes could never see
Defeated he left his hordes
To die
And fled from this earth
But swore that again he would rise
In a day when magic waned
In which he alone would have the might
To bring the earth’s destruction
And darkness
Darker then darkest night
Battlefield of blood
Last elf crying
Over the loss of his kind
Dragon lonely
Wizard gone
Creatures of our lore
Hidden by modern times
Two souls standing
Refusing the light
Earth bound for all time
Ready to fight
Seven souls now free
Wander the earth
In you and those like me
Waiting for that night to come
Watching over the land
Prepared once more for battle
Prepared once more
To Stand
Somewhere in the dark of night
Where dream worlds come and go
I stretch my wings again to flight
And miss those friends of old
Wandering through the forests of time
More often then not alone
I wonder where their souls have taken them
Where those six call home
By the might of our magic
The promise lives
Our souls wander this human land
Until a time I soon know
We shall again be together
And together we all shall Stand
I see them there
In late night dreams
As once my mighty friends were
Another promise
To all of you I speak
Upon a mighty battlefield
Where we will fight
I know some will fall
Us all in time
Into that final light
You and I shall go
Back to our world
Finally home
I will sit with you
On our favorite hill
And tell you tales
Of all I have seen
We will laugh once again
And for eternity remain
In that place we once called home
Never again to feel pain
A place where dragons soar
And the elves dance
Wizards cast spells
Of knights and romance
Over hallowed mountains
And through distant lands
We shall roam
Our merry little band
Protecting our world
Once again
Seeking adventure
We will always win
For where true hearts gather
With a special magic
And hearts of might
Good will always prevail
All across our home
Our Land
And a promise made so long ago
By seven Warriors
From the days of old
Will remain intact
As we wander to and fro
Home my friends will we finally go
When prophecy is fulfilled
And a promise kept
To rise again
Like in days of old
To meet evil
We shall remember our true selves
And in that day
We will Stand
Seven they sat
Three across from three
One at the end
Preparing for this night
Their last stand
Elven
Wizard
Dragon in disguise
Human fighters
Prepared to die
Old man reflecting
Ready for his time
Young man within
But not afraid to die
Evil hordes awaiting
Outside this den
Somewhere I know
This will happen again
Fire erupts
Shouts
Then screams
Chaos reins
Somewhere now they dream
Overwhelming odds
Outside they go
To fight
To stand
Circle of seven
On the eve of destruction
Promising to finish it
Preparing to die
Dragon transforms
And to his fellow friends
He speaks
A promise from you all
This very day
As evil never dies
Neither shall I
When all is said
And this day is done
Promise to rise again
When comes back this evil one
Upon all you keep sacred
Promise this to me
That forever we shall remain
And seven our souls shall forever be
Linked in eternity
Always to stand
To defend our brothers the human race
Those we call man
They swore it then
To this dragon once a man
That throughout the ages
They would come together
No matter when
Or where
And Stand
Creatures not seen since
Long forgotten by man
Stood together
Made a valiant stand
Dragons flew
Magic was spun
Evil seemed to overcome
But there they stood
Seven in number
Fighting on
One fell
Then another
But their souls remained
Defending their brothers
Unseen by the hordes
Battles raged
The dark one seethed
His mighty army being beaten
By five that stood
And two his eyes could never see
Defeated he left his hordes
To die
And fled from this earth
But swore that again he would rise
In a day when magic waned
In which he alone would have the might
To bring the earth’s destruction
And darkness
Darker then darkest night
Battlefield of blood
Last elf crying
Over the loss of his kind
Dragon lonely
Wizard gone
Creatures of our lore
Hidden by modern times
Two souls standing
Refusing the light
Earth bound for all time
Ready to fight
Seven souls now free
Wander the earth
In you and those like me
Waiting for that night to come
Watching over the land
Prepared once more for battle
Prepared once more
To Stand
Somewhere in the dark of night
Where dream worlds come and go
I stretch my wings again to flight
And miss those friends of old
Wandering through the forests of time
More often then not alone
I wonder where their souls have taken them
Where those six call home
By the might of our magic
The promise lives
Our souls wander this human land
Until a time I soon know
We shall again be together
And together we all shall Stand
I see them there
In late night dreams
As once my mighty friends were
Another promise
To all of you I speak
Upon a mighty battlefield
Where we will fight
I know some will fall
Us all in time
Into that final light
You and I shall go
Back to our world
Finally home
I will sit with you
On our favorite hill
And tell you tales
Of all I have seen
We will laugh once again
And for eternity remain
In that place we once called home
Never again to feel pain
A place where dragons soar
And the elves dance
Wizards cast spells
Of knights and romance
Over hallowed mountains
And through distant lands
We shall roam
Our merry little band
Protecting our world
Once again
Seeking adventure
We will always win
For where true hearts gather
With a special magic
And hearts of might
Good will always prevail
All across our home
Our Land
And a promise made so long ago
By seven Warriors
From the days of old
Will remain intact
As we wander to and fro
Home my friends will we finally go
When prophecy is fulfilled
And a promise kept
To rise again
Like in days of old
To meet evil
We shall remember our true selves
And in that day
We will Stand
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
The Little Teddy Bear
The Little Teddy Bear
1916
Winds of war blow across the land
Shells fall, whistling their death tune
Gunshots near the village
Tanks and men
A little boy huddles under his bed
Hiding
Clutching all he has left
A teddy bear
Ragged, but sewn well
Buttons for eyes
Small bow upon it’s neck
Soft
His parents gone
The Germans
A wounded GI had found him
And given to him the little Bear
Days come and go
Chilly nights
Warmed only by the touch
Of his cuddly bear
War is over
An orphanage
He clings to his only possession
Now wet with many tears
1944
War again
He marches into battle
Gun at side
Bear, in his backpack
Across fields he runs
Avoiding land mines
Gun fire
Shells
At night
When he sits alone
Out comes his little bear
And away goes the fear
Winter sets in
He is still alive
They come to a small village
In France
Christmas night
War rages on for the town
They break through
And liberate it
House to house
Searching for the enemy
Until he hears her
A little child, crying
He kneels
And looks under the bed
She recoils in fear
Whimpering
Gun set aside
He opens his pack
One last time his hands touch
His little bear
He smiles at it
Then at her
She sees the bear
His smile
His hand slides under the bed
She takes it
Emerging from her hiding place
Clothes tattered and torn
She looks up at him
Tears streaking her little face
Looks at his little bear
And opens her arms
It passes then
From man to child
For once in so many years
He lets it go
She hugs it
Holds it tight
And weeps
Upon her little bear
She carried that bear
For all her years
As she lay upon her deathbed
He was there
No fear
As she passed on that Fall
Her arms tightly holding
Her little bear
It baffled them
As they read her will
Everything went to her family
Except that teddy bear
On Christmas eve
A little boy
In his hospital bed
Waited for Santa
He awoke
Still dark outside
Somewhere over the speakers
Silent night played softly
A package was there
Next to his bed
Tied in a ribbon
Bright, cheery and red
He tore it open
Joy on his face
And laying within
A little teddy bear
He hugged it
And kissed it
Named it Ted
Then brushed off all the leaves it had
He thought it odd
Leaves covered it
And it seemed cold and a little wet
He snuggled it hard, and with it he slept
The attorney sat that night
Remembering the will
He found it strange
What she had said
Take this bear, and give it a box
Put it upon my grave
On my estate plot
And let it be
For it not stay
When it is needed
May it find it’s way
To a child’s arms
Slightly snoring, the little boy slept
A leaf caught in his hair
The bear woke up, and looked about
Blew the leaf off
And hugged his little boy
1916
Winds of war blow across the land
Shells fall, whistling their death tune
Gunshots near the village
Tanks and men
A little boy huddles under his bed
Hiding
Clutching all he has left
A teddy bear
Ragged, but sewn well
Buttons for eyes
Small bow upon it’s neck
Soft
His parents gone
The Germans
A wounded GI had found him
And given to him the little Bear
Days come and go
Chilly nights
Warmed only by the touch
Of his cuddly bear
War is over
An orphanage
He clings to his only possession
Now wet with many tears
1944
War again
He marches into battle
Gun at side
Bear, in his backpack
Across fields he runs
Avoiding land mines
Gun fire
Shells
At night
When he sits alone
Out comes his little bear
And away goes the fear
Winter sets in
He is still alive
They come to a small village
In France
Christmas night
War rages on for the town
They break through
And liberate it
House to house
Searching for the enemy
Until he hears her
A little child, crying
He kneels
And looks under the bed
She recoils in fear
Whimpering
Gun set aside
He opens his pack
One last time his hands touch
His little bear
He smiles at it
Then at her
She sees the bear
His smile
His hand slides under the bed
She takes it
Emerging from her hiding place
Clothes tattered and torn
She looks up at him
Tears streaking her little face
Looks at his little bear
And opens her arms
It passes then
From man to child
For once in so many years
He lets it go
She hugs it
Holds it tight
And weeps
Upon her little bear
She carried that bear
For all her years
As she lay upon her deathbed
He was there
No fear
As she passed on that Fall
Her arms tightly holding
Her little bear
It baffled them
As they read her will
Everything went to her family
Except that teddy bear
On Christmas eve
A little boy
In his hospital bed
Waited for Santa
He awoke
Still dark outside
Somewhere over the speakers
Silent night played softly
A package was there
Next to his bed
Tied in a ribbon
Bright, cheery and red
He tore it open
Joy on his face
And laying within
A little teddy bear
He hugged it
And kissed it
Named it Ted
Then brushed off all the leaves it had
He thought it odd
Leaves covered it
And it seemed cold and a little wet
He snuggled it hard, and with it he slept
The attorney sat that night
Remembering the will
He found it strange
What she had said
Take this bear, and give it a box
Put it upon my grave
On my estate plot
And let it be
For it not stay
When it is needed
May it find it’s way
To a child’s arms
Slightly snoring, the little boy slept
A leaf caught in his hair
The bear woke up, and looked about
Blew the leaf off
And hugged his little boy
Hallowed Halls
Hallowed Halls
Moonlight
Waves crash hard upon the cliff
The cliff of the house
The place of those Hallowed Halls
Children sleep this night in it’s many rooms
A feeling of being watched taunting them
Wood creaks gently in a breeze
A warm glow seeping through the wood
Nights go by
Years
A restless spirit waifs about the halls
Of her hallowed home
Untouched by time she walks
In her home
Alone and quiet
Until this night
Serenity as they sleep
She watches, smiling at the children
Such joy they have brought her
She stands over a little girl
Memories of her childhood
A smell comes to her like a spirit
Beckoning her
Fear
Smoke waifs through the halls
Fire, here in her hallowed home
She is instantly there
And helpless
Flames lick the ceiling of the kitchen
The room below them
The children
The wood of the house cries out to her
Spirit meets it as she rages through the halls
Touching every bit of the wood
Calling to it
Life long ago thought lost
Gone from the depths of the forest
Erupts into her spirit
And she glows with a light not seen by human eyes
The fire grows
Spirit flies into a child’s room
Her little girl
She awakens at the light
And stares
Before the little girl stands the woman
Hair flowing in a spiritual wind
Dress clinging to her, flapping about
Knowing eyes
“Run, leave this house now!”
She jumps from bed and runs yelling down the hall
Unsure why, she yells of fire
Not of the ghost
People awaken
The blaze has grown
And the house is threatened
She watches as they all leave
Unable to fight the heat and smoke
Her house will die
And she with it
Spirit weeps
Aches
Aimlessly people mill about
Glow of the moon on them
Shouts
Hugs from parents
And she stands alone in the house
Wind picks up
Rages
A breeze breaks through the real world
To hers
She floats to a balcony and looks out to the sea
Waves far below
Too far
And the wind grows
Memories long gone come to her
A mighty wave reaches up the cliff
To her balcony
There before her eyes
Illuminated in the moonlight
The water stands still
And for the first time in over a hundred years
She sees Him
Arms spread wide he calls the sea to her
And the waves obey
With the force of an ancient love
Water comes forth from the sea
From him
It envelopes the house
Crashing into it
And rushes to the fire
Hissing and smoke pour out
And their eyes meet
Long ago lovers
He built his ship from their place
Deep in the woods
And set sail
Their hands had crafted it together
They would travel together
This man and his lover
To see the world
Then they came
To her forest
Their home
Trying to stop them
A bullet through her heart
Falling she grabbed an old oak
And died there
Enraged he had killed them all
And wept for days over her
He buried her then
In her trees
And left in his boat
To his sea he so dreamed of
To the crashing rocks
To his death
Years gone by
And new men came
They took the trees
And made this house
And with the trees came her spirit
He looked at her
A wet hand reached out
Taking it she pulled him from the waves
To her house
To her heart
Moonlight
Waves crash hard upon the cliff
The cliff of the house
The place of those Hallowed Halls
Children sleep this night in it’s many rooms
A feeling of being watched taunting them
Wood creaks gently in a breeze
A warm glow seeping through the wood
Nights go by
Years
A restless spirit waifs about the halls
Of her hallowed home
Untouched by time she walks
In her home
Alone and quiet
Until this night
Serenity as they sleep
She watches, smiling at the children
Such joy they have brought her
She stands over a little girl
Memories of her childhood
A smell comes to her like a spirit
Beckoning her
Fear
Smoke waifs through the halls
Fire, here in her hallowed home
She is instantly there
And helpless
Flames lick the ceiling of the kitchen
The room below them
The children
The wood of the house cries out to her
Spirit meets it as she rages through the halls
Touching every bit of the wood
Calling to it
Life long ago thought lost
Gone from the depths of the forest
Erupts into her spirit
And she glows with a light not seen by human eyes
The fire grows
Spirit flies into a child’s room
Her little girl
She awakens at the light
And stares
Before the little girl stands the woman
Hair flowing in a spiritual wind
Dress clinging to her, flapping about
Knowing eyes
“Run, leave this house now!”
She jumps from bed and runs yelling down the hall
Unsure why, she yells of fire
Not of the ghost
People awaken
The blaze has grown
And the house is threatened
She watches as they all leave
Unable to fight the heat and smoke
Her house will die
And she with it
Spirit weeps
Aches
Aimlessly people mill about
Glow of the moon on them
Shouts
Hugs from parents
And she stands alone in the house
Wind picks up
Rages
A breeze breaks through the real world
To hers
She floats to a balcony and looks out to the sea
Waves far below
Too far
And the wind grows
Memories long gone come to her
A mighty wave reaches up the cliff
To her balcony
There before her eyes
Illuminated in the moonlight
The water stands still
And for the first time in over a hundred years
She sees Him
Arms spread wide he calls the sea to her
And the waves obey
With the force of an ancient love
Water comes forth from the sea
From him
It envelopes the house
Crashing into it
And rushes to the fire
Hissing and smoke pour out
And their eyes meet
Long ago lovers
He built his ship from their place
Deep in the woods
And set sail
Their hands had crafted it together
They would travel together
This man and his lover
To see the world
Then they came
To her forest
Their home
Trying to stop them
A bullet through her heart
Falling she grabbed an old oak
And died there
Enraged he had killed them all
And wept for days over her
He buried her then
In her trees
And left in his boat
To his sea he so dreamed of
To the crashing rocks
To his death
Years gone by
And new men came
They took the trees
And made this house
And with the trees came her spirit
He looked at her
A wet hand reached out
Taking it she pulled him from the waves
To her house
To her heart
Halloween
Halloween
Poem 1
Dusk. Leaves rustling lightly
Deserted streets
He runs
Terror stricken
Fear pounds in his heart
Pulse races
Through the woods
Dark and cold
His face shows worry
As it gets nearer
Unseen by his eyes
But felt by his soul
Halloween night
Cold
A chill that cuts to his bones
And still he runs
Edge of the woods
He stops, panting
Cold sweat breaks out
And he feels it again
Closer
Like a ghost it comes
A thief in the night
Silently at first
Then bursting forth
Chasing him
He sobs lightly to himself
Fear grips him once again
He knows it is near to him
Feels it coming closer
Catching his breath he runs
Faster then he ever remember he has
Bursting from the woods
Onto a lonely road
So lonely
It gains ground on him
He knows now it sees him
No where to hide
But his eyes search anyway
Jack O’ Lanterns on porches
And no one around
Turning a corner
He sees them
Children
Going door to door
Laughing
He slows
Feeling safer for some reason
Memories of a happier time
Last year
His daughter
On Halloween
He slows to a walk
New tears now
For a daughter lost
Cancer
Looking like hell
Feeling it following him
He walks among the people
The children
Smiling
Remembering
Crying
They must think I am nuts
Unshaven
Tattered clothes
Sweating
Crying
A costume of his own
Lost in time
And memories
He walks alone
Into the night
He stops finally
In front of a cemetery
Walks into it
Wind blows lightly
And on the Autumn air
He feels it coming again
He does not run
His feet carry him onward
Past every type of headstone
Until he finds it
He stands there
Smiling
Looking down
And pulls himself together
A child’s gravestone
Little Angel
Arms holding a child
Grave holding his little girl
He hears it at the gates
Coming for him
A look of determination
No longer fear
Onto his knees he falls
Taking the angel in his arms
He whispers to her
Please remember me
Somewhere out there
In a world not so far away
A silent whisper drifts
A man she once knew
Someone called Daddy
She lets go the hand
Of her Angel
And drifts away
Please remember me
It comes back to her
A life somewhere else
Someone’s pain
On the day she left
Please remember me
Like a beacon to her soul it comes
And she goes
She remembers
She seems him as he was that day
As she left and floated off
His pain floats to her
She looks back
And a host of angels follow her
Singing
Cold and sick
He hugs her stone
As it stands behind him
Glaring
His mortality
A cough
More blood
So sick since she left
So alone
His hand reaches out
To her mother’s stone
Drunk driver
Three years ago
But the pain remains
Scared
Fear of the unknown
So dark out
And alone
He holds onto this world
He looks up to the heavens
So many stars this night
Millions of them
Glowing bright
He sniffles
Wipes away tears
Darkness recedes
Stars glow brighter
Like clouds breaking
Light bathes him
Warm
Inviting
Please remember me
His head lays upon the stone then
Cold
Eyes staring
A hand reaches out to him
Warmth fills him
Like he has never before felt
He looks up
His little girl smiles down
Behind her floats a host of Angels
His wife holds her other hand
Looking down at him
My baby he cries
I remember you she whispers
Always and forever
A smile crosses her face
He stands
And looks down upon himself
In a hospital bed
Come on daddy
Come home
He lets go
Three souls travel
Through a chorus
And protected by an army
Of Angels
The doctor shakes his head
He’s gone
He writes down the time
And ponders the man’s smile
A little piece of paper
Clutched in his hand
Just three words
Please remember me
Poem 1
Dusk. Leaves rustling lightly
Deserted streets
He runs
Terror stricken
Fear pounds in his heart
Pulse races
Through the woods
Dark and cold
His face shows worry
As it gets nearer
Unseen by his eyes
But felt by his soul
Halloween night
Cold
A chill that cuts to his bones
And still he runs
Edge of the woods
He stops, panting
Cold sweat breaks out
And he feels it again
Closer
Like a ghost it comes
A thief in the night
Silently at first
Then bursting forth
Chasing him
He sobs lightly to himself
Fear grips him once again
He knows it is near to him
Feels it coming closer
Catching his breath he runs
Faster then he ever remember he has
Bursting from the woods
Onto a lonely road
So lonely
It gains ground on him
He knows now it sees him
No where to hide
But his eyes search anyway
Jack O’ Lanterns on porches
And no one around
Turning a corner
He sees them
Children
Going door to door
Laughing
He slows
Feeling safer for some reason
Memories of a happier time
Last year
His daughter
On Halloween
He slows to a walk
New tears now
For a daughter lost
Cancer
Looking like hell
Feeling it following him
He walks among the people
The children
Smiling
Remembering
Crying
They must think I am nuts
Unshaven
Tattered clothes
Sweating
Crying
A costume of his own
Lost in time
And memories
He walks alone
Into the night
He stops finally
In front of a cemetery
Walks into it
Wind blows lightly
And on the Autumn air
He feels it coming again
He does not run
His feet carry him onward
Past every type of headstone
Until he finds it
He stands there
Smiling
Looking down
And pulls himself together
A child’s gravestone
Little Angel
Arms holding a child
Grave holding his little girl
He hears it at the gates
Coming for him
A look of determination
No longer fear
Onto his knees he falls
Taking the angel in his arms
He whispers to her
Please remember me
Somewhere out there
In a world not so far away
A silent whisper drifts
A man she once knew
Someone called Daddy
She lets go the hand
Of her Angel
And drifts away
Please remember me
It comes back to her
A life somewhere else
Someone’s pain
On the day she left
Please remember me
Like a beacon to her soul it comes
And she goes
She remembers
She seems him as he was that day
As she left and floated off
His pain floats to her
She looks back
And a host of angels follow her
Singing
Cold and sick
He hugs her stone
As it stands behind him
Glaring
His mortality
A cough
More blood
So sick since she left
So alone
His hand reaches out
To her mother’s stone
Drunk driver
Three years ago
But the pain remains
Scared
Fear of the unknown
So dark out
And alone
He holds onto this world
He looks up to the heavens
So many stars this night
Millions of them
Glowing bright
He sniffles
Wipes away tears
Darkness recedes
Stars glow brighter
Like clouds breaking
Light bathes him
Warm
Inviting
Please remember me
His head lays upon the stone then
Cold
Eyes staring
A hand reaches out to him
Warmth fills him
Like he has never before felt
He looks up
His little girl smiles down
Behind her floats a host of Angels
His wife holds her other hand
Looking down at him
My baby he cries
I remember you she whispers
Always and forever
A smile crosses her face
He stands
And looks down upon himself
In a hospital bed
Come on daddy
Come home
He lets go
Three souls travel
Through a chorus
And protected by an army
Of Angels
The doctor shakes his head
He’s gone
He writes down the time
And ponders the man’s smile
A little piece of paper
Clutched in his hand
Just three words
Please remember me
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