It's Amazing

Stories told to me as a small child played over and over in my head. Made my dreams wild, only to wake and face reality that you will never be here with me.

It's amazing how you can miss someone so much and never met them!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To my absent "T" Father. LOL... I wrote this poem when I was 8. My father started to visit me from time to time a little after I wrote this poem.

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