Before His Dreamland Drift
He got hold of my hand and put it ‘round his waist
He moved closer by my side for he’s about to rest
He turned his back on me while still holding my hand
My son bid me goodnight before drifting to dreamland.
Copyright © Naida Supnet | Year Posted 2011
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