Tuesday, January 15, 2008


beautiful was the view
on the mountain top
wonderful to feel
cool breeze on my face

but then all of a sudden
someone gave me a push
heart in my mouth
hands fluttering in sky
i saw my death
close and nearby

I shouted loud
calling for help
But none was there to save
I fell headlong Oh No

I opened my eyes to see that
my momma was standing near
helping me(I had fallen but from the bed)
And it was all a dream.


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whimsicalnbrainpan said...

Reminds me of so many dreams I've had.

DeLi said...

love your poem. been there too (thank God for mothers who pick up falling children :) and still am caught in such fall