I woke up to my name being called.
A familiar voice, comfortable and loved.
I knew I was safe and I would be taken care of.
I listened, still in that state of sleepiness, where everthing is sureal.
Was this real or was this a dream.........
..............................Bliss, Delight.
Then I heard the door close, the sounds of industry flooded my ears.
I remember yawing, knowing I would be watched over, from afar,
Knowing I was safe, cared for, loved.
Knowing I would be thought of throughout the week to come.
The breeze touched my skin, I snuggled into my comfortor and
I was asleep.
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