Dreaming Of You

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Every night, when it’s time to sleep, I pray to the Lord, and start to count sheep…

Someone I love will come see me tonight, we always get along, we NEVER fight…

It’s been so long, almost 4 years, every night when I sleep, I hope he appears…

When I see him, so vivid in my dreams, my heart starts to pound, it feels so extreme!

I miss my DAD, so very much, I only wish that we could touch.

I’m holding DAD’S hands, and kiss his cheeks, patiently waiting for him to speak…

When he says “I love you” and holds me in his arms, I feel I’m truly safe, and never could be harmed.

I feel so happy, not a sorrow in my mind, 2 SOULS together, totally combined!

We walked together, holding hands, on our bare feet, we felt cold sand.

The sky was so warm, so beautiful in color, I was there with my Dad, but in a deep slumber…

In the time that we shared, our SOULS felt complete, I don’t want it to end, PLEASE let it repeat!!

I can feel my emotions, as clear as day, it started with excitement, I can’t dismay.

My Dad looked at me, not saying 1 word, however I knew our time was deferred.

I fought the sensation, not wanting to leave, but Dad had to go, it was now time to bereave.

As I stood up slowly, I glanced at the sky, caught a quick glimpse, and began to cry.

The clouds opened wide, to show Dad the way, now I knew he couldn’t stay, now I felt alone and began to bereave.

A kiss and a hug, and a quick “I LOVE YOU”, Dad then decided to pass right through.

It was such a beautiful scene, the sky was all full of blues and greens.

Dad disappeared into the sky, walking instruct, right by GOD’S side!

I sat on the beach and watched the sunset, then suddenly felt a sense of regret.

It was now time to wake, time to up-rise, while I awoke, I rubbed my eyes…

This was only a dream…something sweet for my soul, we’ll meet again, and soon feel WHOLE.

Dedicated to my father, Mike, and also my BEST friend. Sadly, cancer took his life and he is greatly missed and NEVER forgotten. R.I.P. Dad aka Magoo…2-27-44—4-22-07

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2 thoughts on “Dreaming Of You”

  1. I had tears in my eyes after reading you dream … WOW it was an amazing read .. I love ya for writing such a beautiful poem for DAD .. The first man in our life who taught us loads of things … A girl can come across many man in her life but her First love would always be DAD … The bonding which can just be felt and could not be expressed in words … but you did an wonderful job by letting this world know even when our dad leave us he still can be remembered forever.

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