Dreaming of My Father, by Austin Hoehn Subscribe to rss feed for Austin Hoehn

I have seen my father in my dreams
sometimes as a neighbor, a friend and
as my own child.
Sometimes a girl sometimes a boy
he was never physically my father, but I knew it was him.
it mades me weep everytime I see him in my dreams, I miss
him so. 
I wonder why I have this dream for it's torture to me,it
makes me want him here.
Sometimes when I see him in my dreams it gives me a happy
feeling, knowing that I will see him see his spirit in some
other form weather it's in my family or maybe even in the
body of one I bare through my own body with love, I am
patiently waiting for that day.

Posted: 2007-05-29 16:58:48 UTC

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