I will walk no more with you

While holding your little hand

As comfort, you’re not alone


Nor sit on the local park lawn

To speak together as in our past

Of dreams, you’ve left undone


I will not gaze into your eyes

With such wonderment galore

About all the things you admire


I will not push you in the swing

As you glide with grace of wings   

God reserved before you were born


I will not get any butterfly kisses

Until you walk me home…to heaven


Poet of the Light © 2021


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