Long Ago

Long Ago



Long ago the tangles of his golden hair
covered the emptiness of my open hand

Long ago the twinkle of his dark blue eyes
calmed the fears of my angry soul

Long ago the laughter from his tiny mouth
turned all the darkness to sunshine

Long ago the touch of his small hand
took all the doubts from within

Long ago he gave me hope, joy and understanding
and then like the wind he was gone




This poem is about my son being small, then growing up and being on his own.