Behind the Wall of Dreams
there is a woman knitting dreams
she knits like spider webs
your thoughts into dreams
an intricate and delicate network
of strings she weaves
that is your life
she seems to know you
as only someone who has known you
your whole life could
although you have never met
as you dream you think
this is not the life I expected
still she knits and weaves
years go by
you end up dreaming
that you are still a young child
when you awake
you are refreshed and at peace
there is a woman knitting dreams
her infinite sadness she wears
behind the mask of lifetime
Copyright © Forrest Pasky | Year Posted 2016
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