***i Remember Crying In My Sleep*** - Poem by Ian Bowen
I remember crying in my sleep.
I remember wiping my eyes
on the blanket my Uncle
brought back from the army,
with his name and rank
emblazoned on the left hand corner.
The dream that made me unhappy
in my boyhood sleep...
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