I awaken at 6, buzzing in a sweat
A strange dream, an omen but nothing to fret
Playing with knives & dancing with death
Armageddon or apocalypse, undecided yet!
Back in my own bed for the first time all year
Easter upon us & feeling no fear
I dreamed of my parents, long departed but dear
Close we have remained, year upon year!
My mother was wrong & my father was right
My Mom in the darkness, my Dad in the light
I was saving us all, not without a fight
Awoke to a new day, shining & bright!
