Oh My Son

Oh my son, my son…What have you done? You will never know of my sleepless nights or turmoil of waking from nightmares. Lost to me are the years of your teens. We were so close before that fateful day when you took flight to what you thought were greener pastures that turned out to be black. I want you back! I see your face everywhere I look. I swear they are you, until I get close enough. Same tennis shoes and baggy jeans and shirt with dirt on your knees. I can’t breathe. It is never you and my lonely heart cries As do my eyes, for you to return to us. I remember your laugh, never a giggle but hearty loud laughter, making me laugh too. You made me relive my teen years for just a few. At fourteen, the look of a tall man, but with the tormented soul of a searching boy, searching to find yourself on the other side of the ocean. I still mourn the loss of those long seven years, years that I lack and can never get back. Now that you are grown with a son of your own, I hope he never leaves you with a broken heart. © 2014 Some broken hearts never mend Poetry Contest~Eighth Place~ Sponsored by: Faraz Ajmal Contest-Loneliness Sponsored by Frank Herrera