Summer 2007, Volume 22 No. 2
Bereavement Publications, Inc.
THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT
.....by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001
I woke up early this morning
Just as the sun was beginning to rise.
I reached out for my husband.
He wasn't there, to my surprise.
I arose and went to the window.
On the porch was his shadowy form.
He was probably just reminiscing
In the misty veil of the dawn.
Silently I remained inside
Hidden secretly from his sight.
Allowing him his solitude
Outside in the pale moonlight.
His silhouette took my breath away.
The eerie resemblance of our son
The one that died many years ago
Leaving us grieving and so alone.
Quiet tears began to fill my eyes
With memories of life and joy.
Longing once more for days gone by.
Wishing my husband still had his boy.
I pondered in the stillness
The pain this man should have been spared.
I wanted to go out and hug him
And tell him how much I cared.
I dared not disturb his reverie
Because I know how I cherish mine,
So I waited inside just watching him
As the clock ticked away the time.
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder,
A whisper "You can't sleep either hun?"
I turned quickly away from the window.
Standing next to me was my husband.
So I gazed back out the window.
The silhouette I had seen was gone.
Then my husband said "It's okay sweetie,
"He's been out there all night long."
© 2007 - Christine Ross
Published in
LIVING WITH LOSS MAGAZINE
Summer 2007, Volume 22 No. 2
Bereavement Publications, Inc.
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