Friday, December 13, 2013

catch up Dec 6

Facebook Friend Dream

We met
My husband was there
Yet we held hands like grammar school friends
You had five children
One thing we don’t have in common, you said.
I grew up in a family of seven, I said.
Your four year old son had red curly hair.
And a secure smile
It was just a dream
But is there such thing as just a dream?

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