The Dream

All the dream needed was
Small acts of dedication like
Waking up early to walk my dog,
Consistent love like that of
Visiting my old parents weekly,
Saved time like coins in piggy bank,
Kind patient me like my gran
Was when feeding the little me
These were the simple ask of
This body of creation that sat
Deep within me waiting for eternity
Just so it could show itself
To me and say hello with love.

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