Dreams
After I am gone, I want my children to know that I will always be there.
Dreams belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical and SeachangesToday my dream of a new tomorrow has filled my mind with overflow.
Tomorrow my dreams will have become dust on an old piano that has been forgotten.
Someday i will hear my children say that they miss me and I will be looking down trying to comfort them but to no avail.
I will try to voice my comfort in my son’s ear but will he know that I am his guardian .
My daughter’s tears will fall upon my shoulder while I am trying to hold her.
Dreams of being there forever may not have a truth to it but I will make what I can of it.
I pray that they remember that I love them and that I will guide them through their life.
I dream. I pray. I hope. Hear me.
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