Thursday, February 16, 2012

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


8 comments:

Junior said...

beautiful

Smilin' sunshine said...

Wow! Your dad is great!

Jo Jo said...

Tears. Glad he's my Dad. Sweet poem.

Tara said...

I love it. xo

shirlgirl said...

Beautiful poem--says it all!

Jenny said...

love this.

kobey1 said...

Dad Hutchins, you are right on target. I love it.

haikutwinkle said...

Love your poetry ;)