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Dreams……
In your Dreams, what is it that you see when you close your eyes at night?
In your Dreams, are you alone? Is there a special feeling of something or someone that you can feel but not sure of where it may come from.
In your Dreams, do you look for where that feeling is coming from. Can you see their face, or is it just blur, seeing only the outline of their face but specific features like their nose, or maybe their lips.  
In your Dreams, do you know where you are, who you are with? Do you recognize the scenery around you and the people you see passing by like they don’t have a care in the world, can you see their faces? 
In your Dreams, can you feel your hand as it is being gently squeezed when it is taken and the warmth that radiates up your arm and makes your heart flutter and skip a beat?
In your Dreams, can you see the garden table made of metal with its worn white paint that has half peeled away from the years of wind and rain, and its glass top, with your flowered tea cup, saucer and silly small teaspoon that looked like it came from a souvenir shop down the road.
In your Dreams, do you recognize that you are in the most romantic city the world, in view of that famous steel and iron structure that everyone knows so well.  
In tour Dreams, can you feel the butterflies in your stomach and go to rub them away only to realize that it’s not butterflies at all, but something far more special growing with in you. Can you feel the warm, soft a hand as it gently caresses your belly and the movement inside in response to soft and gentle touch.
In your Dreams, do you try to focus on the face that is so close to you, can sense the soft loving lips coming closer about to eagerly meet yours, then realize that you can’t see the features or any discerning marks on that face, but just know it is the most wonderful face you have ever laid your eyes upon.
In your Dreams, do the eyes on that unfocused face become clear and you can see the most beautiful pail blue green colored drops of ocean so very deep that they seem bottomless. Did you notice that those eyes were full of pain and hurt and wonder who or what could have caused such pain. 
In your Dreams, did you ever wonder how so much pain could be held in those eyes or where it could have come from, or who could cause so much pain in such loving eyes. Do you wonder, was it you? 
In your Dreams, do you see the face, full of so much pain, become more and more clear as the face full of warmth, comfort and security being pulled further and further away from you. Do you wonder, could it have been you who inflicted so much pain in those eyes, or was it something or someone else.   
In your Dreams, do you find yourself in a large field, surrounded by trees and stones. Do you recognize the people and the intense sadness that is around you as you look at a large, dark reddish brown mahogany box that appears to be suspended in mid-air. Do you feel the intense agony and sorry as the box begins to disappear from site. Do you question was it a horrible accident or something you may have caused. As you hold your ever-growing belly, you ask yourself how it ever came to this.
 In your Dreams, do you feel the agony of not being entirely alone but knowing there is an emptiness that you know will never be filled again and that you will never see those again.
In your Dreams, do you see those same pail blue green drops of ocean again, but on a much smaller face. Do these small eyes bring you joy and sadness at the same time, knowing that you will never see those original eyes again. Those same eyes that once held so much love and how words could never fully describe the feelings you felt when they glared into your own.
In your Dreams, do you know it will never be as before, will your heart grow cold, only opening to those pail blue green drops of ocean that are in that small beautiful face that get bigger and bigger as she grows. Will she ever wonder where she got them from. 

In your Dreams, do you find yourself in a room, surrounded by photos from what seemed a lifetime ago, on the walls of that room that held the photos of that face that held those eyes along with pictures of those eyes on smaller different faces spanning over 3 generations. 
In your Dreams, do you see yourself closing your eyes for the last time and finally being able to see clearly the face with those eyes once again, filled with love and forgiveness. 
After you close your eyes for that last time in your Dreams, that have turned into nightmares. Do you desperately open your eyes and find that it was all just a bad dream that felt so real, as the tears flow down your face and stain your night gown. Do you jump when a loving soft voice says are you o.k. “it was just bad Dream” as you feel that warm hand cross your body and hold your belly and feel the movement inside reacting to the soft gentle touch realizing that it all wasn’t just a dream and being happy that only one thing, the most important part, was real and that you will have both pairs of those pail blue green drops of ocean until the day your eyes close for the last time.
	Thank God it was only a dream!

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