Dreaming helps me cope

Monday 30th May 

I know you're not really coming back
I can always hope
I know you've gone from our lives forever
Dreaming helps me cope

Love you both so much
Precious sons

6 responses »

  1. Oh I relate to your poem… I felt like that about my dad. Took me a very long time to get over the fact that he wasn’t coming back. It felt good to just dream about meeting up with him again 🤗🤗🤗

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