A Mother's Dream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I dreamed you were a boy again

I held you close and tight

You clung to me like long ago

Eyes innocent and bright

 

Then toddling not too far ahead

I watched your every stride

Giggles drifted through the air

My heart so full of pride

 

But then the dream was over

Reality once more

The man who stands before me

Is marching off to war

 

Against my better judgment

I’m sad this choice you’ve made

I pray the Lord protects you

May angels come to your aid

 

So now I must let go and

I’ll trust you’ll be alright

I’ll close my eyes and hope that

I dream that dream tonight

 

 

                                                                                                      

 

 

                                                © Susan Barton