Poetry Blog by Shirley Smothers (2013, father)
Big Sal on Human (Fri, 7 Sep 2018 05:46 pm)
The following is a dream. In a small way I hope the ending comes true
My Mother, Sister, Brother and I check into a hotel room.
When we enter the room my Dad who passed away
almost five years ago is sitting on the bed.
We ask, "Daddy why are you here?" He says "I wanted to
see my family." We are overcome with emotion and hug
him. We are all talking at once.
Friday 21st November 2014 2:47 am