Oliver
Eyes...
windows of a soul so pure,
so bright,
so eager to
take in the world around him.
I see those eyes
often in my dreams.
In my waking.
That glint of questioning,
of mischief,
of laughter,
that catches me unawares,
no matter where I am.
I hear him,
his giggles,
his joy in friendship,
in learning.
I see him
sharing his games
and writing his name,
tongue out in concentration.
I remember.
Catching me unawares, sometimes,
my heart stutters,
but I hold the memories,
thankful I have them.
Thankful for knowing
he owns a little piece of my heart
and always will.
Sarah
24th October 2018