My Father, In A Dream. Poem by Roger A. Rose
My Father, In A Dream.
I was dreaming,
Yet wished I were not.
He was sitting there
In the wheeled chair,
My Father; living.
It couldn't be!
He's been gone for years.
Still, there he sat, alone,
No longer sixty-four.
He had aged; progressed.
I stood there,
Unable to speak, mute,
Hoping it was true.
About to approach him,
I woke; disappointed
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dreaming,father
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An actual dream
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4/28/2024 8:59:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes longing for a lost one creates imagination vivid.good write .Thank you for sharing