Dream – A poem

“When I dream, I dream of you”
He said when he wasn’t dreaming!
He went to bed late and woke up early
Staring at the ceiling he thought,
I dreamt of a river instead?!

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8 thoughts on “Dream – A poem

  1. Interesting metaphor – river not a creek then, flowing presumably but how fast ; fresh water…. one could go on. I intuit a large, fast flowing river with boulders, the sort one goes white water rafting on….then it becomes a matter of interpreting the symbolism.
    Thanks for your visits to my blog by the way, appreciate it too 🙂

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