The Hour Before Dawn

 

 

 

The Hour before dawn ,
when dark things creep ,
things unknown ,
things unseen ,
they come in dreams ,
they make you scream.


 

"The Man Who Wasn't There"

   Today I saw a man who wasn't there ,
   he looked like my father ,
   same eyes , same smile , same tousled hair ,
   he looked my way and seemed to recognize me ,
   I just stood there and stared. 
  

   It wasn't the first time I'd seen my father.
I' seen him many times before ,
the last time I'd seen him , was the day he walked out the door.