Deep Slumber

One night,

I guess I was thinking of you,

for,

I had a dream that we were

at a

Catholic churchyard I have been

to.

We walked through the playground toward

a fence

Hand in hand as we go past the

slide.

My brother is on the far

side of

this fence with a football in his

hand.

He throws it and you catch it

in your

Other hand because you don’t want

to

Let go of me, you love me!

you do!

But is it a dream or is

it

True? I often ask that to

myself

As I fall into deep slumber.

2/7/1993