Dreams
As I slowly fade in my hovel, TV speakers playing. I dream of a cave a lone figure? A whisper, "Zareba." Zareba? In my head. I ponder. A monolith appears, so transparent it is.
Ohh! The admiral bounty of this scene, in my head?
I reminisce of happy times.
The traffic noise is distracting.
Wait!
Is this really all but a dream?
Ohh!
How I wish this dream.
SO true?
Copyright © Ambrose Howard | Year Posted 2014
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