Last night I dreampt the most incredible dream So vivid, but surely fantastic My daughter unborn was visiting me So timmid, yet brave and bombastic We sat for a while, and spoke with our minds So peaceful and exciting Her eyes were like mine, and her soul was familiar So conversationally inviting Words were not needed to say what we thought To say what was on our mind She shared of her waiting, and her longing to be I spoke of the passage of time Reluctantly choosing the perfect discussion We lovingly spoke of the future For she is my daughter, and I am her father But only in dreams we can nurture