Prose from a dream I had (February 12th), by LaLa Leo
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This is an excerpt from a poem that I had recited at my
grandmother's funeral. She hasn't passed yet... so it was
kind of weird. I looked it up in a dream dictionary and had
no help. Anyone that's good with dreams...and their
meanings...I'd love to know.
The only thing that I remember from the dream is that my
mom was too upset to speak so I had to speak for her. I
didn't have anything written or memorized to say, so I just
starting speaking from my heart. Neither is this the
beginning nor the end of the prose that I recited, but here
goes...
"you raised us all and taught us to be prosperous
you were there through bad times
as you mentored and guided us"
(Prose from a dream - February 12th)
LaLa Leo
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Posted: 2009-07-22 20:21:59 UTC |
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