A dream so real -- Morning something that was never really there...
I wrote this poem after having a very strong and "real" dream of having a child and also having her next to me in the very apartment I lived at during that time. When I woke up, I instantly looked for her crib to check on my beautiful child but... the crib and my daughter weren't there. I mourned the "loss" of my daughter for two weeks after that.. and yet... it was "only a dream"... I still think back on that dream though and I kind of end up with an aching heart again, mourning something that was never really there. I do want to become a mother though (I just need to find the dad ><;) and I think that dream expressed the fact my body and mind had become ready for me taking that step when ever the chance will come.
It's a bit of a sore spot for me but I still wanted to share it so.. eh.. please be gentle!
Created: Mar 26, 2009Audio Media