A poem for my Uncle Andrew. Thinking of you every day and wishing you were still with us. Thoughts are with Lynne, her lovely mum and dad and my lovely dad too one year after Andy passed away, as well as the dozens and dozens of other people still suffering Andy's loss, as he touched so many lives. Always in my thoughts Andrew. Love you! Sarah (Haras! There's only one Haras!) Visit me in a dream, by Sarah Judd Come and visit me in a dream, And tell me how you are, Are you floating on a cloud? Have you found the brightest star? I know you're with us somewhere, Even though you can't be seen, Painting the bluest sky, Or among the grass so green. As I'm wandering through the park, Looking up at the trees, Daydreaming of the joy you brought, Will you visit me please? Just send me a little sign, White feathers on the breeze, To let me know you're happy, free And put my mind at ease. Or ask a passing stranger, With twinkling brown eyes, A cheeky smile, and baldy heed, To nod as he passes by. Or maybe play a special song, Loud, on my radio, That could have been written just for you, About all the love we've known. Come visit me in a dream, And tell me how you are, I know you're there, a floating cloud, And one of the brightest stars.