drip, drip, drip
drip, drip, drip
is all I hear
on this quiet night
the covers up to my chin
I feel warm and snug
in my fluffy bed
a peek of light fills the room
clank
the door opens
then I realize it was all
a dream
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Saturday, December 5, 2009
The Dream by Sloan J.
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One of my favorite images is being warm and snuggly in my fluffy bed! I can just feel it....if only I were!!!
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