Sleep and Slumber
I slumber, wee hours mostly
I sleep, wee hours always
No other places to visit
When undressed, past
Present, future
Dreams are Real,
Dreams are fantasies
Dreams are of other places
Glue binds
The brain stores
Desires, at times
What you have, all
Is what you get, some
Temporarily hidden resurfaced
Youthful sugarplums, few
Adult accumulations, many
Will flowers and sweetness
Be my dreams as I age
Hopefully
Accumulations surface
Memories
Pleasant
and not so
Copyright © Wilbert Webb
Copyright © Wilbert Webb | Year Posted 2022
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