A little boy with bright red hair, was playing by the balcony above the stairs. Standing on the seat of a rocking chair, pushing it back and forth without a care. Rocking so fast, throwing himself over the balcony, ten feet in the air! I rushed to save the child, searching everywhere to see that the little boy was never even there.
This was a dream I had last year and it always stuck with me so I turned it into a poem.