Soul of Regret

I saw the picture of you With Mom and dad And you were smiling And bells were ringing And dad was holding you He called your name The night he died And was scared He would never See you again. And now he comes In your dreams When your soul Needs you the most And you wonder if the dead can talk And if souls get lonely And believe they are okay And love other souls Like they want to be loved Even when they can’t love back Can you blame him For wanting to give comfort When your soul is not free And your own death Means nothing to you. And now he sits by the door And waits for you to cry in your sleep And tries to understand why He didn’t hold you When he could.