Although we speak infrequently,
so heartfelt words don’t find your ears.
My thoughts fly to you through each day
to glide on silken wings to nest
on shoulders bowed and worried brow.
What thoughts they are of times gone by,
of smiling happiness, loving joy.
My heart, in contemplative mood, cries out
with joy at times together,
sharing laughter, sharing pleasure.
Fortunate I am to have
these wonderous moments in my head
to give me comfort on those nights
when my heart’s sad o’er your plight.
You will come through this rocky time
of this I’m certain, son of mine.
You will be stronger, wiser too
and life will take a brighter hue.
I wish you luck and hope that soon
a new tomorrow’ll beckon you.
With love D
