May 2013
I dreamt**
Patricia Golding
I dreamt I was an elephant,
I never could forget
The way your voice rang through my ears
The way your death still brings me tears
I dreamt I was an elephant
I never could forget
Hoping your sun shines down
Upon my skin
With memories in
My gleaming golden crown
I dreamt you are an elephant
That you never will forget
The little girl
Who mirrored you
Every which and way
And even though I lost you then
We will find each other again one day.
Patricia Golding
I dreamt I was an elephant,
I never could forget
The way your voice rang through my ears
The way your death still brings me tears
I dreamt I was an elephant
I never could forget
Hoping your sun shines down
Upon my skin
With memories in
My gleaming golden crown
I dreamt you are an elephant
That you never will forget
The little girl
Who mirrored you
Every which and way
And even though I lost you then
We will find each other again one day.
My Papaw died in January 2011, though I am a 21 year old productive female I still have moment where I break down and wish I could call him, hear his voice, play with his hair, or just hear him tell me the crazy stories of his life. My rough, tough, didn't give a ****, but was as sweet as could be hero.
