I awoke from a horrible slumber,
and yet I was still dreaming.
I looked around hoping to find something,
something to take away the pain of loneliness.
And yet, alas, nothing comes to mind,
but the thoughts of one person oh so dear.
"Mother where have you gone?"
"Why did you leave?"
Was it the things i said?"
"Was it the dreams I had?"
But how could they be dreams,
when I'm am dreaming now?
What is the dream,
what is the reality?
I walk away from the spot I awoke in,
and headed for towards the sun.
"Dear sweet mother,
why did you leave me so?"
"Stuck on the ground,
with no wings to fly."
"When can i come home?"
this I cry as i watch the setting sun.
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