A Gift From My Dad

IN MY DREAMS

When I woke I was crying and I lay awake trying  

To remember if I’d seen him again  

My dreams are so fleeting but the way my heart is beating     

I am sure that in my arms I held Ben  

I did see him.  I did hold him. 

In my dreams I can kiss him, when awake how I miss him  

And I hunger so I can feel that touch  

Just saying his sweet name ignites in my heart such a flame   

It consumes me that I love him so much  

I did see him.  I did hold him. 

Dreams, like a meeting place, are memories that I embrace

From moments that were once reality

I linger there with a desire that time will not expire

Because waking makes parting misery.   

I did see him.  I did hold him.

He is waiting in my dreams

Kenneth Hutchins

01-29-12