A Dream From Childhood
I lie there hands folded looking so lost in thought
Where did I go?
What am I doing here?
Where is this place?
There are so many people here but I am not sure why
I see my family
I see my friends
I see my love
Why is everyone so happy?
This can't be real
This isn't happening
This is a bad dream
Everyone is so cheerful
Will someone wake me up
Will someone yell at me
Will someone shake me
I see my self lying there
So peaceful
So complete
So happy
I look so different lying there... so old
Its getting warm
Its getting bright
there is a gentle wind
I open my eyes
Im in my mothers arms
She is crying.....
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