A Place

A Place

Coming to a place

Filled with love and life

Echoes fill my head

The light is brilliantly bright

Surrounded by my loves

Gives me peace of mind

But recovery is treacherous

And bleeds my soul, I find

Whirlwind appointments

Leave their marks on me

The clutches of disappointments

Bind my hands and won't set me free

Rest, rest, rest

Is all I can do for me

Grief, the silent killer

Lurks about and won't let me be

One day I'll cast my shadows

One day I will be free

The day I come to join you

My baby boy, my son and me

T Nickerson 3/16