
I dream of finding you,
Lost to the riptide of time,
And circumstance.
My dear one, my son,
Who brightened everyday with your smile,
Your laugh,
Our shared tears.
It is no wonder I cannot sleep,
Still hear the relentless pulse of the monitor,
Still on guard,
Always on guard,
For what could go wrong,
For the call to 911,
The interventions,
The trauma to your fragile body,
In order to save your life,
Held by the most slender thread,
Of love and vigilance.
I could never measure up to the task,
Yet you loved me anyway.
By some miracle, some grace,
Our lives entwined to make something more,
More than I could have ever imagined,
More than a human life could hope for,
More than I can ever repay.