Talk about

My world is calm and peaceful this morning.

Last of winters snow covers the ground.

Nothing is making a sound.

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For a moment, sit, embrace the cold.

Listen for natures stories untold.

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“Still dreaming of things never meant to be?”

With a half smile, sweet reply, ‘still dreaming of that pie in the sky.

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Why not sit with me?’

“It’s to painful to dream of things that will never be.”

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‘At least you’re talking to me instead of trying to shut me out.’

“You are the other half of me without a doubt.

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I don’t want to see your dreams.

When they fail, I don’t want to hear you scream.”

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‘Dreaming is fun.’

“Childish dreams. They will never see the sun.”

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‘Dreaming is amazing.’

“Just another let down. Leave us dazing.”

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‘You dream, I know you do.’

“Let’s not talk about those, they just make me blue.”

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‘Let’s just dream anyway?

What do you say?’

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“I can’t let you get carried away.

Come what may.

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Picking up the pieces is too hard.

Always, bent, broken and scarred.”

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‘Dream with me.’

“I’d kill you if I could. Killing you would mean killing me and that can’t be.”

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‘I feel the love. Just make me cry.’

“No more than the tears that I can’t dry.

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From dreams neither of us can hide.

I really don’t want to come along for the ride.”

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‘I need to dream. And you do too.

Dreams of things that are never blue.

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Dreams that could come true tomorrow?’

Heavy sigh, “dreams that will only bring us sorrow.”

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‘Dreams are a necessary part of livin’.’

“Are they really? They leave us feelin’,

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cold, empty, with no place to mourn.”

‘Dreams are warm and toasty. Pleasure born.’

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“Can we find a balance? One where I wish not to cut out every dream you ever had.”

‘Most likely not, which makes me sad.’

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“You’re the biggest fool that ever lived.”

‘According to you, I know your secret rived.’

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“Then it’s not a secret; knowing I want to rip your heart out.”

‘Such violence about.”

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“Let’s not dream. Let’s cut out that part.”

‘That’s not an easy start.’

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“Dream when we’re asleep. Not when we’re awake.”

‘It’s the day dreams that cause you to quake?’

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“Talking to you is pointless.”

‘See you soon, nonetheless.

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Trust God. He will provide.’

“Would you just die?”

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