A Dream of a Dream

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 31, 2019

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Submitted: December 31, 2019



When my father 

Let's me sleep,

I dream a dream 

Of a dream of

A dream.

A simple thing.

A crying child and

A diamond ring.

I watch the lonely

clouds In the sky

And the oblivious

People passing by

And I wonder,


to myself,

'What in the grand

Scheme of thing's

does all 

Of it mean?'

What jolly old song

In the music of life

Am I supposed 

To get under the 

Rain and sing?

Since my pockets 

Are empty here in

This life, in another life

Does this make me

A queen? 

What day on this

Earth will I find 

The man who, one day,

Will be crowned my king?

Is lonelyness an

Aquired thing

Or is my life 

Simply a rancid daydream

Pulled from the mind of

A sentient being?

A simple thing 

It is, when my father

Let's me sleep.

But when he does 

I close my eye's, a 

Being belonging only

To the mind and the sky,

Roll over on my side

And I dream a dream

Of a girl, frozen solid, 

In the comforting warmth

Of the sunlights beam.

A quiet thing it

Seems to be,

The simple feeling of

Sleep, the simple 

Calmness and quiet

And peace

Of a resting body

And a Midsummer 

Night's dream.




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