Ghosts

Jack – in my mind’s eye

I only see you with your back to me,

As you play your make-believe games.

Your tousled blond curly hair

Rebelliously sticking up in random places.

I imagine your sweet laugh

The one I never heard.

Would you sing as you play?

I’m sure you would have.

Sierra – I dream of your sweet face

Round and showing dimples

Rosy cheeks and cute smile.

Why do I always dream of those

who would take you from my arms?

If I could have held you,

I never would have let you go.

You would both be school-age by now.

Would you be as stubborn as myself?

Why couldn’t you have been stubborn

enough to make it into this world?

My love wasn’t enough to carry you here,

my own body betraying my heart and soul.

Will I ever escape your haunting?

Heartache is the only remnant

of your brief passage into this world.

I did not wake from this nightmare,

as it was all too real.

Peace, love, and hope to you.

And me.