The boy who would be twelve today – he’s lost inside my dreams
He weaves his way around my thoughts on unrelated themes
He hides among the shadows – they dance around my mind
Slipping in and out, simply to remind…
The boy who would be twelve today – he lives inside my soul
He plays with my emotions; he dares me to be whole
He’s always in there somewhere, tiptoeing about
I wish I had the strength, to simply let him out…
The boy who would be twelve today – he’s stuck in moments past
He’ll never know of all he missed; his life went by too fast
He’ll never see a different world; I regret the one he had
And looking back today, it makes me very sad…
xox
Liza, I am so glad that Mom and Dad shared this website with me. Your poetry is beautiful.
I miss you and your schoolboy.
Keep writing and hopefully it will be published.
Shanah Tovah
Renee and Bert