I DREAMT YOU WERE LITTLE AGAIN

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(A re-post from a few years ago)

 

I dreamt you were little again;

We were walking through Filey in rain;

You looked so cute in

Your first romper suit;

I dreamt you were little again.

 

Your mittens were tied through your sleeves;

Your red wellies kicked through the leaves;

Your new woolly bonnet

Had fake fur upon it;

Your mittens were tied through your sleeves.

 

Were you happier then than you’re now?

I’m sure there’s more lines on my brow;

Not a care in the world -

A dad and his girl;

Were you happier then than you’re now?

 

I dreamt you were little again

Before you encountered your pain;

When I opened my eyes

I started to cry;

I dreamt you were little again.

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John Coopey

Mon 21st Oct 2019 14:30

Thanks, Becky. It seems to punch above its weight, this one.

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Becky Who

Mon 21st Oct 2019 11:34

This is beautiful. A poignant reminder to (try to) enjoy that time when they're young (I'm struggling with that at the moment). Really touching and the structure, rhyme and rhythm work beautifully.

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John Coopey

Sat 19th Oct 2019 14:35

Thanks, Tommy.

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Tommy Carroll

Sat 19th Oct 2019 11:19

Powerful John.
The essence of bitter sweet.
And I concur with dad's diminished role.
Tommy.

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John Coopey

Fri 18th Oct 2019 16:27

Thanks, Tom. I deliberately chose not to elucidate the pain. I reckoned it would mean more to more people if it wasn’t specified.

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Tom

Fri 18th Oct 2019 15:27

Loved this John. The repetition of the first and final line of each verse works really well. I was expecting it to detail the 'pain' a little more but it didn't matter that it didn't. This whole topic is quite an emotive one. I watch my sister with her little kids and it really hits home how much my parents did and gave to me when I was small. Though I don't plan to have kids, seeing those sacrifices and all that patience played out with my niece and nephew makes me love and appreciate my parents even more.

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John Coopey

Fri 18th Oct 2019 15:09

Thanks for your thoughts, Don and Emilia, and the “Like”, Brian.
My dad used to say to me, “When they’re young they break your arms; when they’re older they break your heart”.
I think it can be harder for dads. It’s easy being daft dad when they’re little but you lose your role a bit when they become teenagers. Mums however tend to become best pals.

Emilia Callahan

Fri 18th Oct 2019 13:55

As a parent, I'm watching my daughter grow up so fast and this almost brought tears to my eyes just thinking about that. Thank you for sharing this, it's lovely.

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Don Matthews

Fri 18th Oct 2019 13:25

I like this John.....

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