In loving memory of my beloved dad, Howard Houston on his birthday, November 22nd.

I dreamt last night you held my hand,

But woke and you weren’t there,

And as the teardrops filled my eyes

Your presence filled the air.

I tried again to reach for you, But found you too far away,

So I began to cry again,

Waiting for the day.

When I see you once again,

I know just what I’ll do,

I’ll gently grab you by the hand,

To make my dream come true.