Wish You Come Back
Wish You Come Back
Sitting there on a cliff I gaze at the fog,
Shielding the ridges from the beams
Just as I thought my mommy would have,
Hugging and protecting all of me
Singing, dancing and painting with me,
Just like all the other mommies
Profoundly thinking of my mommy,
A vague voice disturbs the nature’s peace
Turning back I find no one but smog,
Leaving me paled
The voice becomes sharper and clearer,
With every second gained
Unaware I find myself lying on my bed,
Feeling someone stroking my hair
Gently I open my eyes responding to the voice,
I see a lady making me scared
I yank her hand off my hair from the shock,
And ask her who she is but she says nothing
I purse my lips as she hushes me,
And says, “I am here to say something”
Dropping my fright I pull all my attention to her,
And observe that my face resembles hers
Clearing her throat as she begins to continue,
I hear a husky voice and everything blurs
The huskiness becomes thicker fading away her voice,
Awakening me from the dream I had
Having turmoil in my mind I look at my dad,
Standing there looking all mad
Still sunk in the thoughts of the lady,
I only see words of my daddy floating in the air
I interrupt him asking about my mommy,
He takes a gulp of air and runs hands through his hair
Never had he told me anything about her,
And never had I seen her all my life
My dad starts recounting looks of her,
Surprising me as he never portrayed his wife
A shiver runs through my body,
Knowing that the lady was my mommy
But why only after so long she appeared to me,
I wanted to know more as it was still hazy
He says they parted when I came into life,
Not letting me learn what made them decide
Not be able to ignore the dream,
I reluctantly ask him to take me to her
Saying ‘no’ to my request he starts to walk away,
Holding his hand I say, “I miss her, daddy”
A ringing sound interrupts as I continue to say,
He hurries up to pick up the phone leaving me
Coming back he looks perturbed giving me chills,
And pulling me off the bed straight to the car
We reach a house sitting alone on the hills,
I see the same cliff not so far
I climb out of the car all bemused,
And wondering about mommy
Keeper of the house led us through the house,
And I take tiny steps holding the hand of my daddy
Entering the room I feel my heart beating,
Seeing the same lady lying pale on a bed
I move near to her with my eyes tearing,
I stroke her hair just the way she did
My eyes catch daddy standing beside me,
Carrying a diary with soaked eyes
Taking the book I turn to the bookmarked page,
That was slightly damp from daddy’s tears
The smeared words read,
“Don’t hate me my little girl when I die
I’m leaving you with the better mom – your dad
And came to tell I love you, and this isn’t a lie”
My daddy says she is in a deep sleep baby,
While I hold her hand hoping her to rise
That night I slept on my bed eagerly,
Wishing she would visit me again maybe.