Forewarning

It came in silence of the night And almost stilled my heart with fright. The voice was very low and clear Saying the name of my only son Telling me that his life was done. That night I slept no other wink. My mind was muddled, I could not think. I had seen my son that very day. He was happy and looking well. What that voice meant, I could not tell. I called my son when dawn appeared. I didn't tell him what I'd feared. "I called to say I love you Son". Those had not been useless tears I'd cried. Before another week, my son had died.