Saturday, June 13, 2009
It Was Just A Dream
I heard the call,
So far away my memory crawled
Along the dark and lonely pit
To see what I could make of it.
The light came rustling in the room.
I realized it was almost noon;
I had been asleep so long,
As if my life had been redeemed.
I had closed my eyes for just a bit,
And I, but, thought I would dug a pit.
It was just a dream;
a nightmare sure
Where nothing really did occur.