Dreams Poem
Dreams are a funny thing.
A dragon fruit transforming into a bird woman.
Chased by a rabid hamster.
A bed at cloud level.
There’s something under that crib.
Portal in the closet.
Hand in the blender.
A vacation by the sea.
Unprepared for test.
Kittens on my lap.
Is there a pattern to it all?
Better look again and see.