MY CHILD IN A DREAM

MY CHILD IN A DREAM 

Lives in a dream

Faded, seen as a blur

My vision of her

Existing only in a dream

I wasn’t faded by my mother’s scream

I tried to hold her

She’s left standing on a step

Without her I cannot accept

Barely walking

I was scared

Something we both shared

So beautiful she was

She was scared

Of something coming

She stood there in her pink baby grow

But my actions were slow

Arm yearning for my embrace

The fear she had upon her face

I miss her, I tried to hold her

Three steps away

In my mind it will always stay

I think of her still

But it’s just a dream

I held her father’s hand before the stairs and the scream

Along the corridors

We went through the wooden, glassed door

Our baby left on the step on the cold stoned floor