My Dream
I dreamed a dream last night-I wonder what it mean't-In my dream I was old and grau-With back and shoulders bent-It seemed I was in an awful place-All was was dark and drear-I was alone, my friends were gone-The ones I loved so dear-My heart was heavily burdened-But still I could not cry-None would hear me if I did-It seemed that I might die-Suddenly out of the darkness-The dreadful black of night-My eyes did not decieve me-I knew I saw a light-It shone so bright it hurt my eyes-But that I did not mind-My heart felt light and happy-I was not left behind.
poem by Joy Thacker
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