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Aug 2013
sitting on the top step
of the walk up
where dreams lay down
to sleep
I wondered in my waking state
how could marble become slate?

A little girl sits beside me
and hums a pretty tune
I start to sing a life of dreams
but darkness falls too soon

But neither of us leaves those steps

I dreamt of a different life
I said
She just nods and continues to hum
But reality is beyond me
I cry
she gives me a tissue, and a piece if gum

Dry your eyes, pretty girl
she said
Don't think for a moment
That you're already done
This is a life, for you and me,
I Love You Mum


She hummed a tune
that I could voice
We sang a song
and in the night rejoiced

It was the lyrics
that chased away all sorrow
we shared a choice
to look to tomorrow
The lyrics are a mystery, just as yesterday is history :)
Helen
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