How To Roll a Cigarette

Today I woke up from a dream
My daddy had appeared
He talked to me
And taught me how to roll a cigarette

He spoke in an unfamiliar way
He didn't talk of pain
I listened carefully
Good as ever

These days I have to get used
To the fact that he has gone
But when I dream at night
We sometimes meet

We sat together and we smoked
We watched the sun go down
We didn't talk
Both of us in heaven



Credits
Writer(s): Dirk Maurice Stellamans
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