I HEAR YOU
I hear youA!!
Moving through this life cycle; gathering the clouds of seasons past.
Onto what seems to be an extra dimension in life’s unending.
Of latter days and new beginnings.
In unfamiliar ghostly shadows, waiting children are playing.
She tilts her head and claps her hands to the fading,
recollection of what’s unseen.
A perceived interpretation:
This chapter eclipses so soon that it’s almost misplaced Her native
Language. It was only yesterday; she began to take her leisure.
Because now there’s help along the way.
And there’s still strength to face yet another day.
How the world has changed, as so many others have passed
Over to the other side; seeing those children running, laughing,
In a game of hiding and seek: She sees them; yet no one else does.
The sun fades into darkness like life slowly slipped away into the
Light.
When the parent becomes the child.
