Through distant tunnel time,
I hear you calling me.
In darkness I can't see
your gentle face.
Tossed in turbulent sheets,
you come at troubled night.
A mother's grievous plight
still tortures me.
Tracing memories dear,
I follow in the dark,
then glimpse you like a lark
escape my grasp.
Though years out span my reach,
I miss you child of mine.
I'll hold you one more time
in sleepless dreams.