Jeremiah Gilbert

EMPTY HANDED:

I dreamt of holding you,
of knowing you
of loving you…

I dreamt of freedom,
my body
my spirit…

I dreamt of family,
of those still living
of those walked on…

I dreamt of salvation,
of damnation
of not even caring…

I dreamt eyes closed,
eyes open
eyes blurry…

I dreamt them all,
now I sleep peaceful
but still waken to empty hands…

Jeremiah Gilbert
DOC #709551

Categories: Jeremiah Gilbert, poems

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