I Dreamt
Last night I dreamt you saw me
Really saw me for the first time
Not who you thought I should be
But the real me
I danced in front of you
Not caring what you thought
No adult lessons needing to be taught
I embraced the person I am instead of what one I'm not
Unafraid, unashamed
I watched you smile
I felt my childish happy for a while
You were not there to play grownup games
What I lacked was not a source of your shame
For once I didn't feel like I was to blame
I was proud instead of ashamed of my name
I watched as you delighted in me
Oh what a dream
Like the cherry on top of a dollop of cream
My nirvanah, my elusive stream
Then I woke up to see your face
No joy there not a trace
I was disappointed too
I continued hiding me and you were still you
So instead, we continued like every day
Me not being me and sad hateful old you!
For Becca's Contest.
Sorry, it's not a Norman Rockwell type relationship.
Hello Soup friends, do not worry I am not writing about a rocky
marriage but rather about the expectations of a father for his son.
This has long passed but I drew on this childhood memory for this contest.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016
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