My Fantasy
In fantasy, we're Dagwood and Blondie,
Never aging a single day,
With a dog who is destined to be ever young
And children teenagers to stay.
No sad war nor big problems to plague us
We live in disaster free world.
Dagwood's dark head never loses a hair,
Blondies tresses are perfectly curled.
I fancy we live in the comics
And no longer have difficult days.
If dark clouds roll in, they roll out again
And we're basking in sunshiny rays.
I did not receive that sad phone call,
Telling me that I'm now on my own,
That my children have lost their loved father
And I am to raise them alone.
In my dreams we now live in the comics,
Where each Sunday's a new day of laughter.
My love did not die and I need not cry.
We're together forever and after.
Inspired by Christy's challege
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