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sweet dream

I had a sweet dream last night.
I am in a house where I have my home office.
The office room is bright, the desk is clear.
I like it here. Life is good.

I am in the back yard in the greenery.
I have a warm conversation with my coworker.
She comes towards me.
I am glad to connect with her.

I go in front of the house to greet my father.
He is coming to me, too, after all these years.
I forgive him. I put my arm around him.
We walk towards the house.

The house is in Hanover, New Hampshire.
The front is a triangle with 3 floors.
It is faded earth color but will be painted green
Adorned with the Foothold logo.

Hanover of my father and mother’s youth,
Hanover of my childhood visits to his mother, my Nana,
Hanover of my college days,
Hanover my birthplace.

What is the meaning of the dream?
It’s obvious. As for now,
I just enjoy being in a good place,
Sitting here with the gift of the metaphor.

the power of two

You send me the lyrics of a love song,
The power of two,
Your way of showing you care about me.
You believe in the message.

We talk about the meaning for us.
We are creating a relationship.
We are in it together, both of us,
Inside the same circle of feeling.

What is love? How to define it?
For you the declaration is a promise,
Making a commitment.
I will be true to you.

I respect that,
A mutual pledge freely given.
That’s so powerful when it is real
And so vulnerable when it is not.

Who knows what will last?
Are we capable of remaining steadfast?
If love is a feeling of wanting to give,
We have it now. I think it will live

As long as we laugh together.
It’s a process for us, getting stronger,
Learning to trust each other,
Learning to trust ourselves.

We are falling in love.
I love saying these words to you,
Seeing your happy face agrees,
Knowing it’s true.

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