Friday, 11 May 2012

And Then There Was A Dream

And then there was a dream
Little crumpled at the corners
Little faded at the seams
Straining at the hems
Tattered and frayed and shrimped
I thought I’d wrap it up
Under my pillow
But it poked me night after night
And chased me in my sleep
Till I lost my patience
And tossed it to the wind
Never again to be seen
And then there was a dream… 

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