Little Prince

©ggarcia

I hope you left in peace.

Not in rage that has long embraced you
Not in pain you chose to swim
Drowning all sense of light above.

Not in doubt of a bed of silence
Inviting you to set your head,
A cushion of rest, of content.

Not in sorrow that seem to come
Uninvited and invited both
Clouding the joy you’ve found at last.

Not in regret of what was then
What could’ve been or what would be
Of not seeing a child’s eyes again.

Did you free yourself in the end?
Touched the light beckoning you?

I pray you sleep well, little prince.