Newtown

Oh, the stilled voice

My child

So fresh to love

And only love

Pain was not her lot

Neither fear nor even dreams of death

But mother, father

Yes

We feared these things

From that first breath the parent fears

From that first step the parent moves

To break the fall, smooth the way

Shield the eyes from too bright life

I cannot dream this

I cannot bear this

I cannot face this passing

There is no joy that washes it

No consolation fierce enough

No reason, time or revenge that will do

I cannot walk into his room  

I cannot hold that bear or princess close

And smell her tears

Or face that book we knew

He was my breath

She was the life of life

I cannot mourn this passing

I cannot dream or wander in my thoughts

It will not heal this wounded part

It never will

How long will I wait for him

Forever

January 12, 2013