Hopeful Belief. (Poem)

Read this when I'm Gone.

Believe me.

I'm ready to meet my father,

Doesn't mean I'm leaving forever,

I will meet you in your sleep,

Do you not believe me?

I will hug you in your dreams,

Do you not believe me?

I will smile with you once again,

Believe me,

I have loved you always,

Believe me.

It pained me, Pricked my heart,

Whenever we fought,

Do you not believe me?

I have loved you always,

Believe me.

These are my dear Father's words to me, Unsaid. I heard those words this evening. He whispered this poem in my ear today. I was daydreaming. These will be words to my family when I'm older. Sure this reads like a love poem. Rest well Baba. You're at peace now.