Dreamland

A Poem by Savannah Gossett

Me and my father have this connection

This strong connection

We do everything together

Eat ice cream

Watch movies

Have deep conversations

He even helps me with my homework

Goes to my games

And even my stupid school dances

He's proud of me

And I love him

I remember once

We went to a park

It was beautiful

The flowers

The sky

The grass

Even the bees

I remember he made me pancakes

Every morning

With eggs

And toast

He would always

And I mean always be honest

He was the best father

A girl could ask for

But was he really

Or…

Or was it all a dream

You see the reality of it all is

I had a father

But he's gone

I don’t remember anything we did

Because he was never there

You see I don't remember anything

Because it was all a dream

So why would I dream about something

That didn’t even exist

I couldn’t tell you

All I know is that it was a dream

A good dream that turned into

Bad reality

But who cares about reality

When your dreaming right

Because in the end

It was

All

A dream

© 2021 Savannah Gossett

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Dylan Macadham

I thought it was real,
until it wasn't,
I really did!
"cause I'm a Dad.
with a daughter I love,
who loves me too :)
...So sad,
and so well written.
Thanks,
Dylan

Posted 3 Years Ago

3 Years Ago

Thank you Dylan for this comment. I hope you and your daughter have a good life!!

John the Baptist

Some pains from childhood leave their impact for decades. The absent father leaves memories of abandonment. Sometimes people can put this behind them. Sometimes they can't.

Posted 3 Years Ago

3 Years Ago

This is so true. Thank you for the comment.

LostSage

wow wow...this is heartbreaking....my last girlfriend adored her father so much she said he could do no wrong.....she was panic stricken when he went to have heart surgery.... this sounds so desolate.... have a great day.....stars and flowers atcha ✨💐

Posted 3 Years Ago

3 Years Ago

Thank you!! I'm sorry for your last girlfriends father.

Kerra

Like Chris says it's okay to dream, This has emotions, nicely penned

Posted 3 Years Ago

3 Years Ago

Thank you Kerra!!!

Chris Shaw

It is OK to dream. It is OK to think about what pains you and what you have clearly missed out on. I was one of the lucky ones. I had a great Dad, always there for me. Hopeless at practical things, he couldn't cook, but he made up for it with so much other stuff. He encouraged my love of art, cinema and theatre. He died at sixty, before his time but not before setting himself in stone. I miss him everyday. I love this poem on so many levels. Thank you for sharing. First of yours I have read. Happy to have stopped by.

Chris