In My Dream He is There – Written Wednesday 19th February 2020 (Aged 44)

In My Dream He is There

in my dream
you are dressed in clothes
you no longer had
there you were, once again,
you had an apron on
and i questioned,
how you could be there
the apron was for carpentry
and the, you said,
i will make something,
one last thing
the emotion welled up
but i knew it was a dream
it was like,
you were the practical dad
that never was
how could this be
it felt like an apology
from the back of my mind
in life,
i am not sure you were that soft and kind
or that willing to be, dad
the dream ended
with photographs that i know do not exist
i wake to a cold february day
one that that grey clouds have passionately kissed

James Garratt – Wednesday 19th February 2020

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