A Quarry

I dreamt I was a little girl

reaching tall on tippy toes

as my button nose

peered over stony wall

to see a quarry on the other side .

In my dream I knew this place:

the little girl in me

was quite happily

pointing at the glittering

vibrant rock display.

I’ve wakened since

yet my hands feel

as if still real

the cool stony wall

along this familiar dreamlike place.

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