Poetry by Mary Guimont

By Mary Guimont Last night I saw him. Beautiful smile, beautiful grin. He was alive and well in my dream I had yesterday again as though it seem Could this really be? Or did my imagination get the best of me? Upon seeing him I tried to hide. The lack of faith that I held inside. But when my eyes met his. They would not conceal. The doubt of faith that I feel. What dose it take? For one to believe, That life goes on That we never leave? That if we look. We will find. Those we love. Do not leave us behind. Not far from here They are all near. But doubt in our heart. Deny in our mind; A different place A different time. Yes, in my dream he did appear. To tell me he'd always been here. And that there was no reason to cry. That in death we do not really die. And in my dream he did show. That death comes for us to grow That it's n...

By Mary Guimont                        Yesterday I saw your smile, You shone bright At First, Dawns Light I heard your laughter Echo through the walls of my home As my son laughed out loud alone.  Today, I saw you fly       As eagle   In the sky Looking down Without a word or a sound The nearness of you I knew As he flew. I heard you whistle outside As you did when I was a child But to my surprise It was a bird outside Without hesitation Or fear. The bird came near. I saw you last night As a shooting star Rainbows of light. Burst in flames In your flight You were on Your journey, To Eternity