"Life is But a Dream"
Long ago I imagined that all my life was a dream. A dream I was having as a child. Even my posting right now on a sunny day in June 2019 is part of the dream.
I'll awake. I'm in a bunkbed. My brother asleep below me.
It's winter I can see snow in the back yard.
I'm seven. It's January 1958.
I dreamed in fine detail a whole history.
I hear our dog "Brownie" padding about below.
My dad getting ready to go to work.
School I have to go to school.
I have the experiences, memories of a lifetime.
I hold more than 60 future years.
Will I have learned wisdom from it?
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