Wednesday Morning
I had a dream,
And so it would seem,
It came true the next day.
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The sun was waking from its slumber,
And though it seemed to hover,
There were no disturbances.
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We slept on the floor,
Oblivious to what was in store,
What if we decided to go home?
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As you slept,
I wept,
I seemed to be aware of something.
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Was it a bang?
Could you hang on for a moment?
Or was it just a boom,
That you faded into through the loom?
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I feel guilty,
Even filthy,
That we weren't there with you.
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Now blow out your candles,
Make a wish that you can handle,
And float away with a part of my heart in tow.
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Happy birthday.