Dream of Life

Last night I dreamed you walked through the front door, you dipped Mom over backwards, ‘til her hair swept the floor. I took a deep breath and I could taste your cologne, thundering footsteps downstairs, we all knew you were home. You caught Ronnie midair and twirled him around, and gave Rob a squeeze as you put a diaper bag down. Both dogs came running, crying sounds only dog’s can sing, a beam of light danced across the room from your wedding ring. We welcomed your soul mate, your beautiful bride, and smiled ‘cause your son has your same blue, blue eyes. Though we hadn’t yet met, we already knew her, and your son looked just like you in an old baby picture. Returned was the glow in your brave mothers face, as she cuddled her grandson with her maternal embrace. The kisses were soft, and the hugs were so tight, no tears could be found in our house last night. Music was playing and no words were spoken, and for just this one night, our hearts were unbroken, our hearts were unbroken. Bouncing your young boy up and down on your knee, your face was so proud and your eyes so happy. I turned to discover that everyone was here, all our family and friends as it was this past year. There was food, drink and laughter, no room left to stand, you swung your arm around your mother, as she kissed her young man. I stared at mom’s face, as you brushed back her hair, life returned to her eyes, her soul relieved of despair. The kisses were sweet, and the hugs were so strong, we knew that this visit wouldn’t last very long. Music was playing and no words were spoken, and for just this one night our hearts were unbroken, our hearts were unbroken. As dreams often do, they subside much too fast, so you kissed us one last time before this magic passed. Sometimes, I just don’t want to wake up. Sometimes, I just don’t want to wake up. Before sunrise could spoil this special occasion, everyone stood and gave you a standing ovation. You proudly picked up your son, hugged your wife, kissed your Mom, bowed twice to us all, gave your signature point, spread your wings and then you were gone. The kisses were so soft, and the hugs they were so tight, there were no tears on our pillows, in our beds last night. Music was playing and no words were spoken, and for just this one night, our hearts were unbroken, our hearts were unbroken. We thank you Dear Lord, for all that you give, but we long for the Dream of Life, that Ryan never lived.