Dignity(Face of Confusion)
Do you hear the silence?
No, you are not here.
Time was that the house
was full of five sons,
then grandchildren, now
the blue glow of tele
is the only sign of life.
If only time will rewind
for the five curly haired
sons, and bring you all again
to the rug with toy in hand.
My mind makes up visitors
to cover the silence
or is it angels come to take me
home to see my missing
children. I have much to say
when these strange old men
visit me, they are not my
young healthy sons. What has
happened to the boys?
I must make ready for their
return, cook the food,
buy school supplies put flowers
on their graves. What has
happened to the boys? I shall
search until the angel takes me.
For Liddian Culverhouse
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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