In the fog

In the fog
I dreamed of my dead son
And awoke with a heavy heart
My subconscious is such a bitch
Always betraying me
And conjuring up
Those I've lost
So that I know
That I've mislaid them

And I tried
To just forget
And sing along to Mangan
As I rode in the car
On my way to work
But then I passed a mother
And her boy
Riding bikes in tandem
Using all the right
Hand signals

And I smiled
And I cried
Realizing that we can't undo
The things we've done
We can only strive
To do better next time