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Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #1980113
A dream I had on Saturday (3/1/14) night.
Relocation Dream Sequence
Jessica Marie


The plane touches down, but my ears don't ring,
it must be a good omen, no pain or crying;
and I'm taken straight to the cab driver that sings.
I shuffle into the cab and out the window I see,
beautiful big buildings, it's a bright sunny day;
we pass near the road sign -- 8 Mile Rd. most would flee,
yet, I am excited, and I'm delivered to a house
where I'm greeted by new people, but I am not scared;
I am in my Sunday's best blouse
and they ask me if I called into my job
to tell them I am here, here for good--
then, then! A party so grand, I could sob
tears of joy! My family and old friends,
gather into the small room, around the table;
their greetings and well-wishes never end,
their encouragement and they are so happy for me.
I even meet a new guy, but he seems familiar
and I am surprised I couldn't see
him before - like he was always there, but out of reach,
I lay next to him and the buzz around me hum like bees;
it's comfortable and I belong there--
this is my home, I was proud to call this home
and then nan appeared playing with my hair,
saying how proud she was of me and blessed
the move and my life no longer messed.
I could finally feel the glee and cheer,
but sadly consciousness from my dream jeered.
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