'Field Of Dreams' - Poem by Linda Winchell
“Field Of Dreams”
Last night I saw you running franticly
Running in, ” My field of dreams.”
Where on earth were you running?
And why, were you screaming all those screams?
Was there a horrible monster chasing you?
I didn’t see one in my dream, not anywhere.
So I just thought I’d dropp on in
Just to let you know that I am there.
I have never dreamt about you before
And was wondering why you were even here.
I guess I needed you in my dream
To wash away any of my nights dreaming fears.
It’s hard to say where all my dreams come from
I just have them, that’s all that I can say.
But sometimes they are so real to me
When I awake, I can’t shake their hold on me all day.
I tried to catch up to you
But you ran as fast as the wind!
I then seen a funny tall man standing next to you
Like a, ” Genie of the Gin.”
Was he the one who made you scream?
He was quite horrible I must admit.
But just remember it’s just a dream
And I should be awakening soon, I hope from it.
Now if I somehow don’t awake that quickly
Please, just give me a little push or a shove!
Then you will be safe from any harm
Or just until, other field of dreams to come.
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