In My House of Dreams

For the love of one man.

The man who will always be my one true love.
The man who will always be my one true love. | Source

For your eyes only. x

Inside my house my dreams reside

as in my mind my memories hide

little comfort for those far removed.


Inside this space of four lonely walls

ghosts are chased into doubting halls

where my muse calls in soft voice.


My eyes are open to wandering days

of laughter and happy ways

that once filled my heart with joy.


Longing for your familiar touch

Is all that I recall so much

with every breathless heart beat.


Ribbons of sand that held my soul

within this room I now dwell alone

until the whisper of a name.


Daddy, the sound so sweet

Daddy, the man I long to meet

to sit upon a welcome knee.


For in my house I cry in pain

with all my thoughts of home again

until one day ghosts are set free to rest.


Inside my house my dreams reside

as in my mind my memories hide

little comfort for those far removed.

Words can not say enough

Memories.

Although my childhood was not a happy time in my life, the person who was my everything, was a small man of 5' 6" called Stanley Lovatt. He was not my father, but his love and loyalty has made me the person I am today. His love was unconditional, his advice given without prejudice and his tenderness was just an extension of his heart. I lost my mother to taking her own life when I was just fourteen years old. At first I couldn't understand why she would leave me alone in the world, but today I am proud to say that she was my mother. Stan, my dad, taught me the beauty on my doorstep, the gentle touch of a butterflies wing and the sincerest word must be said and believed in full. I adored him, and he adored me. The only regret is that he has been passed for thirteen years now and although he holds me in his arms often, I cannot tell him how much I appreciated him and still do.

Sometimes, life is a mystery and we cannot understand the path that has been chosen for us. I lost my faith along with my mother, but Stan saved my heart from becoming sour.

I think that I will always be a lost lingering soul searching for something that will never happen, but he taught me to hold on to truth and never betray who I am.My memories are pictures in the photo album in my heart. He was my time of love and belonging, and I miss him so much.


Alone, but never lonely with memories of you to cherish.

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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

You are so right Bobbi, Stan was an angel and I truly do miss him more than words can say. Glad to see you hunnie, hope you are doing well. xx


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Thank you so much for the lovely comment. x


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BobbiRant 3 years ago from New York

Lovely poem. Sometimes our 'perfect' lives only reside in our minds. But you had one wonderful person in your life. That is one more than many have. You are fortunate to have been blessed with such a wonderful man in your life. Bless you.


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lucybell21 3 years ago from Troy, N.Y.

Very beautiful heartfelt poem. thank you for sharing your story with us.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and beautiful. Just a wonderful tribute. Love that pic of the two of you.


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Blossom, thank you so much for your comments. Our lives are so diverse from beginning to end, but the one thing that I will always remember with joy is my beautiful dad, Stan. x


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Cheryl, you and have shared a long journey together and we have formed a very strong bond. You know me so well now and I you. Thank you for always being my shining angel. Thank yu so much for your love and support. xxx


Cheryl Woods 3 years ago

Dear sweet Annette, How beautiful and poignant is your poem and your story about your life. Stan certainly has left an imprint on your soul and has been a wonderful guiding force that will never be forgotten.

I am so sorry about you losing your mother at such an early age. You have merged so well into your surrounds like a beautiful butterfly and with your constant inspirational words and positive attitude one would never know such heart ache had occurred in your life. You are a blessing to everyone around you and all who come in contact with.

Your poem touched my heart and what a perfect photo my dear friend. I felt every word you wrote and felt your pain and longing. But as you tell me, I think you will get your just rewards for being the most beautiful person and having one of the most loving hearts I know. I am praying all your dreams come true sweet Nette. All my love, cheryl xxxx


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BlossomSB 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

A lovely hub, both poem and prose. Thank you for sharing such special memories.


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Thank you so much for your lovely comment and support. x


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tobusiness 3 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

Beautiful and heartfelt...I truly believe love never dies and with age comes wisdom and understanding. Voting up all the way.


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Thank you Jim, I will take that as a compliment. x


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The Frog Prince 3 years ago from Arlington, TX

Quite beautiful Annette. You improve with time as we all should.

The Frog


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thebluestar 3 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Thank you Ruby, it is lovely to see you again. I am struggling with writing and time to write at the moment but I will try my best to keep up to date with everyone. x


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always exploring 3 years ago from Southern Illinois

Hello Annette, This is a beautiful poem. Your story proves that being a biological parent is not necessarily the only love you will know as a child. I never knew my father but found love with my second stepfather. Take care my friend..Peace and happiness...

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