The River
I've made to many wishes
I've screamed curses and prayers out into the wind
Nothing left but whispers in the palms of my hands now
Fuzzy remnants of memories fall apart and come together in my mind
A mosaic of life
your life
Moments we were together
A day with you at the river
That hag stone you found stays with me till this day..
I clasp my fingers around it tightly
As if it could take me back to you
I smell the water
I hear your laughter
Marshmallows and sand
little hands shaking with frustration as you attempt to skip stones across the waters surface
The slight stutter that happened only when you said my name
Mom, mom mom mom
Look , the birds you say as you tug on the hem of my shirt
You ran as if to meet them
chasing the horizon
I always knew you would fly
Never imagining that one day you'd give up your wings
I search for you at the rivers edge
And listen for your name in the current
The river speaks
your fluvial soul, little ripples running towards the shore
I sit so we can be together once more
For My Son
Salim Xander ALTamimi
10/02/01- 07/19/23
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