Fr:Morguefile
By: jdurham
I dreamed of her again last night……Her blonde shiny hair….Fell upon her bright jumper….And she flung her arms around my neck….And said…’I love you Auntie’…
My father often says he wishes….He could bring her into his dreams….It would make it seem for a brief time…He had her back again…
Ah, but I am the Lucky One….I dreamed of her again last night……
