Turquoise Dream Catcher

Had a dream.

A dream of you.

A dream of a casual day.

A casual day in the neighbourhood.


Except, dreams are weird.

You were choosing dreamcatchers,

from a store ran by a weird woman.

Alas, a turquoise dreamcatcher was chosen.


Instead we walked away,

without the dreamcatcher,

but a backscratcher made of wood.

"For Dad" you said.


Then I woke up,

saddened with tears.

For my time with you,

is up.

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