"Mother Father"
My mother talks to me in my deepest dream.
She overlooks and protects me.
It's her way of communicating with
the living.
My way of contacting the spirit world.
The memory lives on in my dream
night.
As clear as a sunny day.
The sun heals me and makes me
feel secure.
My father protects me against the
darkest winters, when there is
no hope and plenty of despair.
He sees it all in a dream
from up there.
9-28-15
Jon Billet
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