Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Rude Awakening

Images flit across the dark screen.
A flash of a smile,
A glimpse of piercing eyes.
A Christmas,
A thousand ornaments on a tree.
Cinnamon wafting through the air.
Gentle music and children playing in the night.
Christmas fades into a
Blue sky.
Sails billowing like clouds,
A ship.
Gently rocking on the Aegean Sea.
to be replaced with desks and walls,
The teacher loudly calling my name.

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