Sweet Dreams Poem by Joseph Caraveo

dont you dare cry mommy
no not for me
remember icescrem bells and promise we made
sumer at the beach and games we played
carton mornings rushing to school
always running late but sure was full
no dont you cry mommy
please not for me
My work was done, I had to leave.
I know your sad, I miss you too.
Oh yea, God says hi
AND HE'S REALLY COOL!
Not afraid anymore and Grandmas with me.
I'll see you again Mommy.
Untill then.........
Sweet Dreams!