Dreams Of A Father
I dream of flowers and a song
I dream of father coming home
It is my nightmare, not a wish
As long as he stays away
All like round the virgin is
Tender and mild;
I do not sleep again,-I do not dream.
I dream of mother packing bags
Of my brother laughing, free
This is my wish, my prayer
Let me dream it again
All is right with the world
ABASIAMA UDOM is a polymathic writer and poet. Her works have been published in Kalahari Review, The Sandy River Review, Stripes Magazine and elsewhere. She is constantly chasing new adventures but appreciates the constancy of food, music, books, family, sleep, and football in her life. She tweets @Abasiama_Udom
