Tuesday, 19 July 2011

6. Pendleton blankets of white

As the first light of dawn crept over my face
words could not say just how my heart sank
as I fell to the floor and cried in your lap

Your hair long again and pulled into a bun
and through trusty old frames
You looked at me again

Wearing a robe with patterns of satin
and nursing a pillow embroidered with light
I couldn't believe a chance had been given
For one last goodbye my beautiful mate

2 comments:

  1. Such a lovely dream. As you now know, my last contact in this life with our dear friend was in Sept. 2007 at her house in Hamilton. I recall clearly the conversation we had over that blanket, as we passed the Pendleton pillow between us.

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  2. Aww Loriene - and I didnt even know about the blanket or the pillow till I dreamt it and told you about it the next day?! hahahaha

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