Cuts short

I dreamed a summer day today
but
it never worked out that way,

it’s blowing a gale
time to put on our coats
man the lifeboats
we’re
going over the side.

And it’s wakey, wakey
someone takes me
from sleep to this.

always half out hanging in
and it’s usually the end
before I begin.

He’s having tea and by him
I mean me, but
too early to see who
I am.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.