© Barbara Grace Lake

I felt your touch
And murmurred in my sleep
I see you, but you’re gone
Then when I woke I looked
I looked for you as you were close
No farther than another room

Each night you closer seemed
Amid confused fatigue
I sleepwalked through each day
Then looked for you each night
To see you as as I slept
And looked again at dawn

Your presence gave me peace
But every morning gone
Instead of waking I would sleep
But no, your presence came to warn
And once again my body’s whole
I miss you Mom