Dream in a Dream

Updated: Feb 8

The sun still shines on my house after it rains,

frost sparkling on blades of grass beckons me to touch the vein,

how can I refuse when it promises to ease the pain.

The girl dances in the cold lifting her hands up in praise

as memories of my childhood play frame by frame.

Yesterday never dies for in my dreams old friends are hiding in disguise.

It's strange to be home again where the scenery is new,

sipping my favorite chocolate tea and inhaling mountain dew.

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