3. My Deja vu Ride (Poem)

In a fascinating dream i meet my child for the second time, and the two of us walk through life all over again from the start, as I relive the pleasurable moments i'd shared with him.....

My Déjà vu Ride

                     Lost in oblivion, tangled in confusion,

                                                          I behold my cherubic babe with awe,

                                                          Yet when was this second conception?

                                                          I let out a sigh, my feelings so raw

  Sifting the dense fogs of memory,                                                                                           Striving to fathom events opaque,                                                                                           through a yawning void, a towering wall,                                                                               the unknown, yet known in its make..!

     Smiling, his pearly whites gleam,

                                                     Arms flung out, he coos and charms,

                                                     stunned, I caress his raven sheen,

                                                     I muse, it’s a repeat scene so warm.

                                                     I set for home, cuddling him close,

                                                     Like Terry my first, he weighs a ton!

                                                     Just like before, I rub his stubby nose

                                                     shrieking with glee he breaks into a run…

.       Thoughts swirl, on the how and when,

                                                His chatter, an echo of days gone by,

                                                Hand in hand, we walk, like then,

                                                Ah home!.. he's tall, handsome, and nigh.

.  Shaking off the tide of reverie's spell,

                                          My little one unlocks the familiar door,

                                          I savour the magical moment's swell,

                                         Certain, I’ve lived it even before.

 

                                        Oh, how to explain to my darling Terry,

                                        Through the maze of dilemma and utter chaos

                                        The enigmatic arrival of his new sibling,

                                        weary, speechless, pondering, I pause..

Resigned and adrift, I reach for my phone,

                                                        Like a shot, I dial with pounding heart,

                                                       "Mama, a call," he says, his voice a tone,

                                                       In the mounting haze, I watch him depart

                                                      "Hello, Mama," he greets, his face aglow,

                                                      My one and only child, so dear and mild!

                                                      We'd walked together in my dream's undertow,

                                                      Through life's tempests, tumults, and the wild!

.    Peace and elation wash over me in a tide,

                                                   "Mama..?" “My darling”..I grope for words

                                                   Alighting from my déjà vu ride,

                                                  From slumber I awaken, to the chirping birds

 

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