The ghost of a dream

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Something i wrote for English class. I made the teacher cry! :D

Submitted: May 12, 2009

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Submitted: May 12, 2009



"Come to bed," SHe whispers,

a ghost from a times long lost

a memory, still so vivid,

and if i close my eyes, i can still turn back the clocks.

Shatering this tragic reality,

and run back to a time before our lives had crumbled.

Before illness, before chemo,

before the clater of medicin carts and the beeps of life suport

To the place where my lace winged angel lay waiting for me, her fingertips

smoothing the bed sheet,

"Come to bed," she whisperes, " It's to late to be up dreaming."

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