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Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

A Poem by Kaitlyn Danielle
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I wrote this after waking up one morning. I guess I grew tired of holding in my nightmares.

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        Mommy’s little girl,

                Dressed in pink.

        With hair in pig-tails.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        She comes running up to me,

                Screaming my name,

        And wraps her arms around my leg.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        She exclaims her love to me.

                She says she’ll never leave me.

        I promise her that I’ll always love her.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        She holds up a dandelion,

                I take the flower she’s given me.

        And I hug her tightly and weep softly.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        She normally asks, “Where’s Daddy?”

                I say that he’ll be here in a while.

        Though I know he’ll never come back.

                Sweet dreams can be night mares.

 

        She tells me that she loves

                The man she never sees.

        I tell her that he loves her too.

                Sweet dreams can be nightmares.                                 

 

        Even though he never cared.

                I know that he does for her.

        She knows that he’ll come around.

                Sweet dreams can be nightmares.

 

        Every night she asks,

                If she can see him.

        And I simply say, “Not tonight.”

                Sweet dreams can be nightmares.

 

        Once in a while he appears.

                In my dreams with her.

        That’s when she is at her happiest.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        On those times, we are truly a family.

                She tells him that she loves him.

        Though he may not know it, I do too.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        But he disappears the next night.

                And she asks, “Where’s Daddy?”

        I simply say, “He’ll be here…”

                This is a sweet dream.

 

        Mommy’s little girl,

                Dressed in pink.

        With hair in pig-tails.

                This is a sweet dream.

 

 

© 2011 Kaitlyn Danielle


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Added on October 3, 2011
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Kaitlyn Danielle
Kaitlyn Danielle

Dover, TN



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Well, I'm 16 and I'm in high school. I love to read and write. I tend to put my life's events in my stories. Only that I twist it a lot more then what happened. You notice that a lot of my poems are k.. more..

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