Dreams
I wake up to you every morning,
your face I can see.
I'd like to share a happy moment,
but it will never be.
Our times together could have been fun.
We would play ball, laugh and run.
As the years went by, I'd go to school.
I played many sports, thinking of you.
I got a job and worked very hard
to save my money and buy a car.
I took you for a ride
and as we cruised together,
I thought of how much fun we could have had,
but no, not ever.
It was all a dream
I guess I had.
Someone to be here
that I could call Dad.
Copyright © Melody Clark | Year Posted 2005
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