Everyday Poems

In dreams still I saw 

You 

Fresh with the dew

Of heavenly pastures

Still

In human form 

An angel returned to heaven 

What did you find?

A calming of the soul, finally 

Free from human strife, or still 

A longing for 

The embrace

Of a child or lover, now

Forever denied 

Was your’s 

A life fulfilled, or wasted?

Maybe 

An unnourished soul

Adrift from righteousness

And the good life

Now too late

To find

Or, was your 

Path trodden well?

That lent a hand

To the drowning child

Or at least spoke

Of their plight 

Their end

These gifts, 

These choices gone, 

Now too late

Leaving only

An imprint, soon

Washed away by

The four seasons

And the world’s turning