George Smith 6 years ago

I read this poem wee man and it says it all. xx YOU’RE MY GUEST IN THOUGHT Once a day, and sometimes more You knock upon my daydream door, And I say warmly, “come right in, I’m glad you’re here with me again!” Then we sit down and have a chat, Recalling this, discussing that, Until some task that I must do Forces me away from you. Reluctantly I say good-bye, Smiling with a little sigh, For though my daydreams bring you near I wish that you were really here. But what reality can’t change My dreams and wishes can arrange. And through my wishing you’ll be brought To me each day, a guest in thought. By Mary Dawson Hughes Love you always and can't put into words how much I miss you.Dad xx