Fantasy Dream Visits
My miss for Daddy is twenty years old
with its feel constant in my heart’s deep hold.
To hear his voice and be in his presence,
would be a gift of boundless abundance.
Still, he’s exactly where he belongs –
I should not alter the mission he’s on.
There are others long gone thru Heaven’s gate
whose earth appearance would stir my elate.
How very excited my thrilled would be
if Helen Keller were to visit me.
Her achievements were awesome amazements
that increased my faith’s patience containment.
I would bust flushed to see Henry Thoreau
who rose my individualism dough.
When a teen, his story touched seeds in me
that sturdy my worthy on life’s journey.
Since I dare not upset God’s strategy,
I ponder the Tinkerbell love in me.
Though fantasy shelled, I am in her spell;
she attends all my enchantments so well.
Not gone to come back, but so very dear
that I wish her twinkle to earth appear.
... CayCay
10-20-18
(written for contest but true)
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2018
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