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She woke this morning confused…feeling both happy…and sad

unable to remember the dream, last night, she had.

She tried and tried to recall her dream…desperately trying to seek

the reason for the smile on her face…and the tear upon her cheek.

She closed her eyes… was the dream about her mom?

Was that her dream of choice?

Did she dream about her smile, her touch…or the tenderness of her voice?

If not her mom…she thought…did she dream about her dad?

About that time he took her to the beach and all the fun they had?

Or did both her parents enter her dream…a time when they were alive…

Holding hands…laughing…healthy…at their peak? 

And is the fact that they are no longer here 

what caused that tear upon her cheek?

Was her dream about a friend or other family member…

Someone else who was or would be hard to lose?

But as hard as she tried she couldn’t remember…

there were so many friends and family from whom to choose.

Did she dream about her guardian angel?

(here she realized she didn’t even know her name)

Perhaps she came to see how she was feeling…then left as silently as she came?

And then a thought occurred to her…and she began to beam…

Maybe there’s a reason…she couldn’t remember her dream.

Perhaps the reason…yes…by now she had no doubt…

was meant to make her think of all the people she might have dreamed about.

What a wonderful way to start the day she thought…for heaven’s sake!

thinking about all the people who might have whispered her awake.

So she began the day filled with joy and happiness…

knowing throughout the day she’d be happy too seek

all the different reasons for the smiles on her face…

and the tears upon her cheek.