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I Dreamt You Were Little Again

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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.

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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

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Jon

Mon 2nd May 2011 22:54

Hey John!

Simple yet moving! Got me thinking!

Best wishes
Jonboy

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Elaine Booth

Mon 21st Mar 2011 20:50

Nearly in tears myself - so lovely and touching but not soppy! The last verse grounds the poem but it's all subtly said without overkill. Good luck with the elastic!

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alisonsmiles68@gmail.com

Mon 21st Mar 2011 15:47

I'm not a mum and you managed to tug at my hardened heart strings. Loved it.

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Mon 21st Mar 2011 13:33

Beautifully put together John.

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Laura Taylor

Fri 18th Mar 2011 10:30

Awww. Have to say that I too dream about my lass being little too - only the other night dreamed about her being a baby again :) It is one of the hardest things to deal with, seeing your child in pain though

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John Coopey

Fri 18th Mar 2011 10:13

I've never had much trouble being able to get women to laugh or cry. It was getting them to loosen their knicker elastic which has always been a stumbling block.

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Fri 18th Mar 2011 08:32

How sweet and then so moving.

I've been having dreams on a recurring theme recently, think my mind is trying to tell me something! They do leave us disturbed at times don't they?

Your piece had me going "ahhh, how cute" which of course changed to "ohhh, ouch!" Nice one, with so few words you've tugged my emotion all over the place, that's good poetry in my book!

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 18th Mar 2011 05:48

Oh John - made me want to cry too. When I dream about my kids they are usually little. And I almost can't bear to look at old photos of us all. Although we are still (I believe) quite happy, hard to believe we are as happy as we were then. What a lovely Dad you must be!xx

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