A dream waiting for me to close my eyes.
Flowers falling form the sky.
You holding my hand.
A warm chocolate chip cookie.
That feeling of being safe
In a crazy unpredicable world.
Mom's homemake bread fresh from the oven.
Blackberries in the backyard.
Making people from paper.
Not having to worry about the time.
It all happened before.
But time went on
Things change and so do people.
Now it's all something I see
When I close my eyes.
It's just a dream.
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