This dawn I let me sleep my full

And found a dream reward –

A place within the living day

Where recall too can breathe.

Two boys came together once more

And though I've not seen them

For many years, still to my eye

They had not changed at all.

One hand into the other slipped

And off they went to be

Sequestered safe within their love

As if no time had passed.

How wonderful to dream like this

And present meld with past –

That wakes and carries what I've seen

Diffuse in me all day.

Note: This is the full version of a poem I wrote in response to Poetry Prompt 3. As you can see, I failed at the task because only two stanza were requested. In any event, I thought I should post the entire thing, and also provide a copy of a status update I made a few days recording that this was a real dream (you can click on the link to see all the wonderful responses). Thank you for reading.

Nov 03 2014 09:42 AM I let myself sleep in this morning, and had the most wonderful dream. I dreamt about the two real boys who inspired Ryan McKay and Jerry. We were alone in a classroom, and the boys came together for a reunion. Ryan took Jerry's hand and led him off to sit together with his love. It was so wonderful to see the boys again exactly as I remember them…why do dreams often feel so real..?