Monday, June 12, 2006

IN DREAMS

In dreams my father comes to me....oft in disguise, aged, as though he'd never left...an elder .....90ish, stooped and grey....other times, the young boisterous man who, at age 6 or 7, I begged to wait for me, so we could wed....but mostly as the discouraged....vanquished...more than middle aged one he was at last.......he enters my room...and sits by my bed ...and reminds me that I am loved.....