my dreams

my dreams

are a blur,

of faces and places,

of people and things,

of memories and hopes,

of the real and the fantasy,

of the live and of the dead,

happy but still sad.

there goes noodle and max,

and granny and grandad are together again.

there are old friends and new friends,

school friends and church friends,

and the old neighborhood gang.

dreams are just a time

to review your life and

cherish the sweet memories

of those who are gone.