Monday, May 2, 2011

Wishful Thinking

Last night I had a dream
where all the people of my past came together
to wish me well.
I walked into a room of memories
and was greeted by smiles and winks.
I ran to old friends,
we hugged and cried,
just so happy to see each other again.
And not a single smile was insincere
and nobody looked at their watch
hoping they could sneak out the back.
And for once, my past & my memories
wanted me to move on and be happy.
And then I woke up.

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