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I Live The Life Of A Dreamer

When I was a lad I lived me a life of a dreamer that had helped carry me through child abuse at the. hands of my mother 
But all I ever wanted was the love of my mother many  year's have gone by since my mother  passed 
on
But about two years before my mother died Helen had I had taken her a card and some gifts on her birthday 
She looked up at me and said  I don't deserve these for the way I treated you when you  were a kid
Many years passed since I was a lad but still live my life as a dreamer for now sadly Helen my lovely wife has passed on so I escape to my dreams taking my sweetheart Helen with me

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Johnny Walker

Hi Cherie, really appreciate your kind words, they say good heart    Is hard to find, Helen truly had that special quality true through pain loss I've come with Helen still with there happiness through the sadness because relive her through my poetry a very special 
gift she left me along with an amazing Inspiration to keep writing of her keeps me going
and the kindness of you guys who read my poems of her so God bless you all and  thank you

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