I’d come back to earth
Woke up from a dream
Still merry with mirth
I’d sat by a stream
Reliving once more
The dream, now awake
As waters did pour
Like tears in the lake
In dream, kids were young
And all of them knew
In kitchen there hung
A picture of you
My kids watched us dance
They knew it was love
A magic romance
From heaven above
I shed dreamer’s tears
For I had it all
My kids and no fears
And girl on the wall
My kids called you mum
They knew you were kind
They banged on their drum
And you didn’t mind
My kids knew you’d come
Each time that they’d call
Their surrogate mum
The girl on the wall
I watched the dream fade
As dreams always do
Then wished God had made
A mother of you
My kids though were sired
By siren I’d wed
And you I desired
For years had been dead
- Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 2nd, 2018 06:04
- Comment from author about the poem: lines composed for my first love
- Category: Love
- Views: 38
Comments1
So sad and so beautifully penned for a beautiful woman.
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