Monday, December 15, 2025

Truth Window

 I left it open

and felt the breeze

I fell asleep

and began to dream

the moonlight shone

the silence wept

the stars are gone

I must have slept

I awoke and felt a chill

I pushed down the sash

to hit the sill

The glass was cold

The sun was out

I don't recall

what I dreamt about

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