…no coming down./…no ceiling./…no ceiling to come down to.

30 Dec

I woke up from a dream today,

And everything was upside down.

The ceiling crumbled at my feet,

And to the sky I fell.

The clouds slipped thru my hopeful hands,

Until the sky turned dark,

Before I knew it stars were there,

And Earth was just a dot.

I do not know just where I’ll be,

20 years from now,

But that dream I had is with me here,

And shall not be forgot.


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Posted by on December 30, 2010 in poem., roadstops...



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