The Lost Boy
written by: Jan Sargeant
the breath you can’t hear,
the touch you can’t feel, the murmur
of a heartbeat that’s not yours, pulsing
through days and nights, months,
years and one day there he is,
and you look at him
hold his hand, watch him grow tall,
stronger day by day, clever boy,
my boy, wondrous boy, a lost boy,
a boy who never lived
is he there in Neverland
does he fly through skies,
duck and dart with pirates,
fight the crocodile, and
if I’d left the window closed,
would he still have flown
seconds tick through years and I watch him skip over stars
his voice sings through morning dew
his laughter dances through days
To have captured just one breath, frozen it,
while swallows searched for spring,
something to hold, to touch, of
my boy, my lost boy,
the boy who never breathed
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