A Vivid Dream
He had this vivid dream the other night
of the day his mother died
And though they hadn’t been close in many years
in his dream
when he heard the news…he cried.
It’s funny he should dream that dream
for she long ago left his heart
and it was their contrasting dreams
that tore their lives apart
Her dream for him was that his life
would flow down this one particular stream
and though he loved the water
he had a different dream.
She was bitter…disappointed
and couldn’t find it in her heart to be kind
when he chose to follow his dream
and leave her dream behind.
They didn’t speak for many years
and on the day she really died
although he felt a twinge of sadness
he felt no sorrow…he never cried.
So what was the meaning of this dream he wondered
for he knew the way things were…
Perhaps to show him after all these years
his heart still had room for her…
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