Touch

I shed my life to disappointment

My failures rested on my bed

My head covered with a blanket

And appraise to me unfed                   

Blanked with no hope

Clueless of the present and past

Lay on a cushion steady

But not steady enough for my life to last

Earth gave us a mother to be born

And to live and dream a crust

Where humans grow and fall

But no room to my life’s trust

Ready for what comes next

I hustled to my life and lay

On my bed still, and patiently listened

To what my future had to say.

But by the results

I was in a surprise

I stood awoke from my bed

And with astonishment, I looked at my side

And nothing was all I saw

Just realized it was a dream

But my life is no different

Just another cherry to the cream

But what woke me

Was what I felt

The first touch I ever had

And soon she had also left

Now I am out of the hospital's bed

I am born, grown and cared

I know what’s life and how we are dead

But nothing compared to the first touch she spared