Cradled in My Arms

You were, cradled in my arms, and, I watched you, as you, drifted off, into dreamland, you’d, started, mumbling something beyond my comprehension, you looked, so sweet…

not my painting…

Cradled in my arms, was, the love I had (past tense!) for you, and, I no longer, loved you anymore, and yet, I’d still, cradled you in my arms, because, something had, compelled me, to not let go.

Cradled in my arms, I’d loved you, for oh, so very long, and in the end, look where that’s gotten me, I’m now, faced with, insurmountable loss, and, losing you became, way too hard, for me, to bear now.  Cradled in my arms, are the dreams we once shared, and, although you’re no longer around, to live out these dreams we’d shared, but, I guess, I can still, carry on, with them in my arms, like I’d still, have you around.

not my photograph here…

Cradled in my arms, it’s, this kind of connection, so deep, so heartfelt, keeping us close, and yet, in an instant, I was, forced, to let you go, because, you were, taken from my arms, never, to be returned, back to me again!!!

Cradled in my arms, you will NEVER be, because, I will NEVER get a chance, to hold you close to me, but, I’d learned, to live with the loss, and, started, cradling you, inside of my heart now, so, rest easy, my baby………

 not my photograph…