not the same as in the day
not the same in any way
somewhat eerie but not a fright
consistently contemptible
but occasionally a delight
it seems that I
have lost my head
it last was seen
out in the bed
among the flowers
unusually red
though in between
there was some green
essentially important
it is to find
I seem to be
a bit behind
additionally
I am blind
oh - some caffein
in my head unseen
I cannot divine
where my finest might've gone
it was in the garden
comfortable at dawn
sniffing incessantly
and digging the lawn
this whimsical scene
reminds of a fabled halloween
after all of my effort
I thought it be wise
to give it a try
to open mine eyes
and in more than a moment
I was made to realize
that in my day, in between
I must have dwindled in to a dream
so it wasn't at all
my head gone adrift
twas my mind with no time
that flew away swift
to daydream indeed
is a glorious gift
and a dream pristine
is any dreamer's dream.
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