In her dream,
he is there.
He holds her and loves her
and he really does care.
In her dream,
she wasn’t born wrong,
She had a father all along.
In her dream,
the one that never comes true,
She loves her Dad
and he loves her, too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a nice thoughtful poem Tasha. It was a pleasure to read. Sincerely Ernestine Northover