Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A Dream

Early this morning I awoke from a dream. I was dreaming about pain. And I was talking about it with my dead father. I said, Pop, I don't know if I can take this any more. As he passed through a door he said, sure ya can boy. I'm sure I can.

1 comment:

eatgrueldog said...

Fathers are great things to have, even dead ones