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A day of Dreaming  

Loreli_Seawytch_ 61F
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9/11/2011 10:27 am
A day of Dreaming

The sun has climbed the hill
The day is on the downward slope of the day,
She throws the keys into the dish
Takes off her shoes and pads into her bedroom
Takes of her public clothes and face

Takes her hair out f its confines, runs her hands through it
Easing the tension, she sighs
Her bed looks so inviting, but no not yet
She pads out into the kitchen puts on the kettle
takes down her favorite mug, it is huge
Opens up the tin of freshly ground coffee...oh god the aroma
A smile on her face, she get two of her first attempt at Greek short breads
Her coffee is made her biscuits on a plate, and hell why not, she has some of her passion fruit butter
she put a small dab on the plate, shrugs her shoulder and adds a large dollop
she opens the side door and slips out onto the veranda
there is a full moon, her garden full of herbs smells so wonderful
She sits on the cane lounge pulling up the blanket
The night is fresh and chilly, she takes a sip of the coffee
sighs a deep contented sigh, dips the biscuit
into the passion-fruit cream
Closes her eyes and savors the taste

Yes it is time,
Definitely it is her time it is her time for dreaming
it is her time to remember
it is her time to reminisce....
Yes it was her time,
for sometime during the night,
It was time for the Angel of death
to come, She took his hand willingly
all the pain, all the suffering
fell from her face
Once more she was young and attractive

Sadly it was her and cousin
Who found her she had not answered
Their many calls to her,
Tear welled up in their eyes
She looked like she had
before the Big C
Had entered her life

She sat in her favorite chair
In the middle of her beloved garden
Her book of<b> poems </font></b>opened
her latest one completed,
the pen on the floor,
Her mug of coffee still
On the table half drunk
Her biscuit nibbled on
Her eyes were closed
Her face wore an enchanting smile
On her face, almost whimsical as
If she finally saw the funny side

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