I Dreamt You Were Little Again
I dreamt you were little again;
We were walking through Filey in rain;
You looked so cute in
Your first romper suit;
I dreamt you were little again.
Your mittens were tied through your sleeves;
Your red wellies kicked through the leaves;
Your new woolly bonnet
Had fake fur upon it;
Your mittens were tied through your sleeves.
Were you happier then than you’re now?
I’m sure there’s more lines on my brow;
Not a care in the world -
A dad and his girl;
Were you happier then than you’re now?
I dreamt you were little again
Before you encountered your pain;
When I opened my eyes
I started to cry;
I dreamt you were little again.
Shirley Smothers
Tue 20th Sep 2011 19:06
Very touching poem. My youngest is 18 and will graduate in June.
Brought a tear to my eye.
Being from America I don't often get to hear voices like yours. It's a nice change.
Thanks for so many wonderful poems.
Shirley