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I dream vivid dreams. They don't always make sense but often I talk with people I have not seen in many years. Sometimes the comments seem very real and the discussions become of interest to me. Then again usually the dreams are just dim memories in the morning. Some dreams are so pleasurable I want to return the next night. Of course it is unpredictable, but one can dream. Music: The Old Rambler |
Tomorrow Night’s DreamYou are often in my dreams It seems Why, I do not know But you are there and then you go The details are usually gone Before the first light of dawn In one you spoke to me with a beautiful smile You said you could only stay a little while In another, we were fishing by the side of a lake For a picnic, you brought two slices of a cake You said you’d rather not put a worm on a hook And produced from your bag, a small brown book The title was “Poems to be Finished by a Soul Mate” You said it was a handy device to take on a date We did not get much fishing done But we did have a lot of simple fun One poem read “If a rose is a rose is a rose, what is a daisy?” To this you said You could care less because you were too lazy We laughed at that several times Chuckling at the humor of accidental rhymes We moved to a cool spot by a nearby stream And that was the end of that dream Eating the same food as the night before I went to bed expecting more I concocted this rather detailed scheme To produce tonight and tomorrow night’s dream Philip A. Terry Copyright 1/5/2012 |
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