November 10, 2013

DREAMING I AWOKE

By EPRobles

LAST night I awoke
within my dream
nothing seemed wrong —
at least for me
I lived a full life
while visiting you see

and many years did past —
one day I fell to sleep
when I awoke again
I still remained
my wife of years
by my side hugging me

winter came so many
years henceforth
wrinkled and aching
my bones screamed
but my wife did not awake
so she remained

my last sleep
I clearly remember —
a dream so deep
that when I again awoke
I found myself alone
with youth and just a dream
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About EPRobles

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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