Golden Child

My dreams are so bizarre:

Last night I was standing behind a star as she walked into a ballroom to receive an award.

She bent forward faking shy, then put her hands over her face and pretended to cry before walking to the stage.

I turned and walked away:

Back at the hotel lobby I mounted my horse! (Yes, my horse was standing in the middle of a hotel lobby!)

My dog Zoey hopped on the back causing my horses legs to collapse.

So I got off and led them out the door – Yes, the hotel staff clapped. (They were happy to see us leave)

Now right before that, I went out back:

Where two houses with swimming pools were butted right up to the slab of concrete where I stood.

I peered down and looked in where people cajole and swim.

Zoey jumped in to cool off which made me grin,

but a man yelled at me to leave – he was not at all pleased.

So I turned and walked away, then slammed the door – Well, Okay!

I bet later he will wish he had asked me to stay…

Golden child Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Unsplash

Swimming Photo by Lavi Perchik on Unsplash