A Teacup Full of Stories

Hi there! Please enjoy this little poem that I wrote this evening, about a dream and some roses.

I had a dream this afternoon,

That out of the sunlight came a figure bearing roses,

Who swept me away on a tea scented dream in the shortest hour

That stretched out forever,

Held close,

With an ever-present smile and an

Eye-closing contentment, and the

Happiest little laugh at the cliché of it all;

And it was over so quickly that I must have been dreaming, for

It was all a daze.

And yet when I woke up, and decided that

It couldn’t possibly be true –

There were roses

On the table.