Nothing more than a memory of a time long past
I still wonder to myself how it has gone so fast
how we have parted with the idea of you being my saviour
and instead I am left with this dream that gives no favour
of eventually bringing you into the world crying
so that I can have a piece of truth amongst all of the lying
one constant, a candle of hope and love
one that will never burn out when times get tough
a flower of all that is pure in a constant bloom
where your presence would brighten any room
so you could light anyone's spirits high above the confines imposed by life
giving them reason beyond doubt to turn away from a knife
to give me faith that there is such a thing as redemption
so that when I am called to mention
what I have done right in my allotted time
I can tell them with one line
that I brought into being perfection personified,
beauty immortalized
in one picture of something that will come to be
my eventual daughter. My Lilly.
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Non Nobis Tantum Nati
PoetryFor a few years now I have been writing poetry, at first it was just something I did to pass the time and vent emotions that I didn't really have any other way of letting out but over time it has developed into something that I just find myself doin...