I had a dream, of days gone by
Misread my dream, as living
Back then it had, all gone awry
And thus perceived, as not forgiving

I was naive and unafraid
Those many chances, I then wasted
My life’s debts, not yet repaid
So then, remorse had tasted

I dreamed this dream, bred by guilt
Of choices flawed, of times I erred
And each offence, on me engraved
Till now my soul, I’ve bared

Those visions struck, in the night
Each wrong, as loud as thunder
And dreams of mine, so torn apart
Those youthful whims, my blunder

Thus, I exposed my heart and soul
For all the world to see
In hopes my sins, soaked in my tears
Would flow, like a river, out to sea

But such distress, gave no forgiveness
Brought not, my sorrows end
It was the penance, I had to pay
So that my life, could mend

Still, while I dreamed, it seemed to me
Some years did come together
Yet others could not, last, nor be
Like storms, I could not weather

I had this dream, how it had been
So different, from the one I’m living
Misunderstood, my dream it seems
Found life, was more forgiving
BOEMS BY JA 233           10-12-2013