Dreams in the Morning
The trees trying to grow
to the sky, to the clouds.
The clouds full of rain
falling down on my head.
With the cool crisp air
filling my lungs.
Laughing not crying
at the dream soon forgotten
Sleep is so easy,
but sun soon to show.
The dream that was so vivid
now is so vague.
Try to wake,
try to remember
this dream in the morning,
this morning in the dream.
I Know
over the years
-though few I have-
there has been many experiences
-though many more will come-
I have had many friends
and much sadness
all in the few years I have.
sometimes things happen
that cause sadness.
I have left a place
I knew well
I left many friends
I knew well
and when you leave sadness happens
I know all too well.
I have this sadness
it strikes,
attacks,
and breaks you,
suddenly,
quickly,
and without warning.
I miss these friends that
I knew well.
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