Darling Sam

A tiny hand,

Grasping mine.

So delicate,

So frail and fine.


 My lips move,

A promise made.

My whole past,

Away it fades.


The one thing,

I won’t mess up.

This weak grip, 

The world it stops.


All I wasn’t,

Now I am.

My baby boy,

My darling Sam.


 

11 thoughts on “Darling Sam

  1. Now about this poem, i found very well crafted, metaphorically written,
    i’ve been trying to write in a similar way, hiding the meaning…

    i leave you with this

    a quick flashing blink, shy baby like-wink an some soft wet kiss within your parted soul…

    chris

    Liked by 2 people

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