She told me she had a dream
where she was old and it was
in the morning and she was in bed
and she was dying but it wasn't a bad dream
Because she could see it was a nice room
with high tall windows looking out
over a lawn to the ocean
with bookcases full of lovely books
In the dream she had read all of them
and she knew that there were great-grandchildren
in her house just a few rooms away
Wind was blowing and the sun was shining
she was old and happy and a bit tired
So she closed her eyes and smiled
it was peaceful and she woke up
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