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Friday, August 16, 2013

POETRY: NIGHTMARES

Crying in the night
So weary, I toss and turn
Bad dreams for my son

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A plague of nightmares
Followed me since early days
Is my curse now shared

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It's hard to calm him
At least I understand why
I can be patient

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     I've had night terrors for as long as I can remember. Every time my son has a nightmare, I worry that he's inherited them from me.

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