Shattered Dreams

A young lad Lay on the floor, Wrapped in a white sheet A smile playing on the lips. Serene, at peace. The dog whined at his feet, Parents sat on either side, Tears streaming down their cheeks. Swollen eyes, Aged by grief Overnight. Watching in disbelief, Could It be just a bad dream, Or The naughty son Playing a practical joke In his inimitable style, Just to provoke. A gust of wind Blows in the autumn leaves, Shattering a glass To pieces, Breaking The silence and the reverie. Another day is born, The clock strikes. Dreams wiped out in An instant By a drunken driver’s Error of judgement. Those who live Must go on