I Wonder What He Dreams Of

I wonder what he dreams of when he sleeps,
The peace that overtakes him.
Does he sees things that had been, or what could have been
All his moments replayed in perfect clarity?
Perhaps he dreams of a world he helped shaped and made,
A world he shall never know.
Perhaps he dreams of a spring that'll come after this winter chill,
And all the flowers he hadn't seen.
There's still a lot to achieve, so much to see,
And yet he's still sleeps.
Perhaps amidst his dreams he'll find his love,
And to never wake and drown in solidarity.
And perhaps he's silently listening instead of sleeping,
Holding on to every child's word,
As he slumbers on...

I wonder what he dreams of when he sleeps
As I stare at the rises and falls of a once strong chest.
Perhaps in his dreams,
He's happy.
Perhaps in his dreams,
He's finally home.