Year Nine

Memories surface from time to time, bring tears of sorrow and joy. Thinking of when we both lost our mothers and the birth of our little boy. I know how much your heart was broken when news came of Sandy Hook, All the joys and happiness went when the story rob and took. Life twist and turns with each ups and down, is a testament to our atonement. But having you mommy and loving you, I thank God for each and every moment. Looking back through all those years amid the hardship and toils. Our little family in a little house, gifted and blessed in our mortal coils. I still remember the story when you show Lannet a picture of me on the Harley. She said, "you like BAD BOYS", and that's pretty gnarly. For now I sit in dimly shadowed air, longing desperately to be free. Praying and hoping God answered thee, my soul my love my Cathy there. Too frequent inured, Hearts despair, knowing the pain will never cease. Tearing away like an angry beast, sight unseen from it's inner lair. Upon a lonely hill, a tree, wafting in the midnight breeze. Having serve no purpose there, and all the leaves are falling free. The wind that blows caress the branches, barren and empty winter and summer. A faithful union of dreams long passed, that breeze, that tree, are you and me. Daily moments thoughts persist, wishing to escape, can't resist. Desiring a chance, be by your side. to be whole again, Aye. To be whole again, Cathy my love, dreaming akin to a spring of doves. But emptiness, Darkness, gripped my flesh, memories of you, keep my love fresh. I sit and watch the far Horizon, the sky is dark as well. Press between the sky and land, an eerie story tell. The setting sun cast a thin orange hue against an angry blackish sky, Streaks of clouds finger-like resembling a hand passes by. Life is strange, different and hard living without you Mommy, I pray to God for that one wish, thru which allows me persistence. I love you Mommie, Miss you