Poetry

I sit in my room
Still thinking of you.
In my heart there's a storm
I cannot see through.
An eerie wind blows
through my window and then
I'm thrown back on my bed
I'm in dream world again
As I drift through this dream
I see something's amiss.
In this world there's no love
only memory’s bliss.
And then through the mist
I see by the stairs
there’s a light and a man
and there's you sitting there.
I hardly believe it.
I thought that you died.
As I look at your face
I think my eyes lied.
We sit and we talk
for an hour or so
then you look at me
and you say you must go.
I say 'Please don't leave me,
Please don't go again!
I've lost you once already
and I can't take the pain! '
You say you won't leave
and that you'll always stay.
Then 'I never left,
I was only away.'
Dear Grandfather, I wrote
when I awoke,
I know you're not gone
and to me you spoke.
What you said was the truth
and I should have believed.
You never did die
but your pain was relieved.
I sat on my bed
And thought I heard you say
'My Child, I'm not gone,
I am only away.'



NOTE: I recently published this one under an assumed name. Lillianna Grae is me. I'm also Lillianna Martin. All of the works by both of these poets are my creations. These poets are also my creations. Aliases are quite useful, non? but aside form all that, this particular piece was written for my great grandfather, Lucky Jeffries. We all miss him dearly.