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  • Writer's pictureTony Frobisher

Dreams and Reality

Last night my dreams were full of pensive sighs

Restless and uncalmed, pleading how and why

I dreamt of journeys with you not here

I dreamt of worry, sadness and fear

I felt the emptiness as you didn't grow old

I felt the weightlessness without you to hold

I opened the door to see you sleep

But looked inside and began to weep

For when I woke to another dawn

The dream was real

You had gone

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