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Sketches 2 Angels
David Hamilton, author of Sketches 1, 2, and 3 click
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Sketches 2
by
D. Hamilton
I
Miss You Sooooo Much!
dedicated
to my guardian angel
David Hamilton........
I am sorry!
I have never come here
because I was sure
I wouldn't
find you,
but
now
that I have arrived
in the wake of your silent relaxation
I still feel your here with me
because of my senses
although
I don't hear your footsteps
like
the creeking the narrow wooden boards
or
to see your shining transparent glow through edged mirrors
listening to your whispering voice
telling me not to worry!
No,
I can't feel hot or cold
wrong or right
less or greater to your
attraction and attention once given...
or any creeping sensation.
It is just that when
I read your name
in this
clearly hidden
marble
and saw your
black
and
white
picture
where you appear so young, so healthy,
this presence
invaded
my
soul
and the image of this garden
brought me to the distant memories
of your happy and strong steps !!!!
I felt a sudden tingle
inside
me
and then these memories came so alive,
a smile spawns from the midst of the moment!
I know you are by my side
I sit in this nearby stoop
and lay down on your lap
waiting for the old inner peace to come.
I never understood your words
so strong when you said
i was an angel
that would
change
lives...
I was the one
who used to believe
in such unbelievable things, remember?
And yet
I hadn't come here before today
for I was sure I wouldn't find you.
As you can see, I have changed my mind.
I have changed my faith,
and
so did my way !
it took
loosing someone special to me
before I knew what I had to visualize!
Two seconds after leaving,
I was supposed to be the strongest.
With
no true family near,
I survived.
I was ashamed of my weakness
loneliness
courageousness.....
Would you, could oyu, should you forgive me?
I felt so
lost,
I felt angry,
and alone
I hated God,
I hated to be alive.
I had no one...
No family
no one...
I felt so afraid
and my ability is all that kept me alive.
I
believed you when you told me you'd never leave
and I believed you
when you told me I would be
a special force...
as a tear rolls down my chin again
I have come
and I know that you are here . . .
I can see
you were always by my side...
and
I use my angelic ability
every single night!
I hope you
are proud
of
my work
On a night like tonight, late in the night, of the latter part of the
dream I have had, where I am dreaming of the late arrival, where you sit
next to me....as I am sitting next to myself, watching me dream of
me dreaming of you here with me, I feel you !
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Sketches
2 ©
2003
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