Monday, November 23, 2015

A Poem


Grief falls on me in my sleep,
You dance around instead of sheep,


It hurts sometimes, and others I smile,
Knowing I'll see you once in a while,


Even if only in my dreams,
It becomes something like a movie scene,


If I could hold you once again,
I'd hug and kiss you with no end,


You are my angel up above,
Watching, waiting, in perfect love,


One day my dear, again we'll meet,
Until then, my dreams remain...bittersweet.



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