We Love You So

Just a 1st draft of a poem describing last night's vision.

As I lay upon my bed

Awaiting a wondrous dream.

A surprising scene

I see instead.

 

For a moment, I imagine myself

A child, an infant if you will.

And standing all around

My imagined crib

Are dozens and dozens of past relatives.

 

They tell me:

I am your mother, your father

I am your sister, your brother

I am your daughter, your son

And we love you so!

 

The child me, the infant me

Simply stares and smiles

At my extended family.

With their adoring eyes upon me,

Like new parents with their newborn

And feeling their showering of tender love,

I gently close my eyes and

Rest at long last in

The comfort and safety of unquestioned

Affection.

 

And as I drift to sleep I hear

A whispered song upon my ear:

You were my daughter, my son

You were my sister, my brother

You were my mother, my father

And we love you so!