The Dream

I read this poem at the first meeting of our stroke support group. I wrote this poem after meeting Lori for the first time (one of Jennifer's other speech clients). I was scared that I was not becoming better.

After that, I truly believed.

(And I'm thrilled that so many people came just for ME! Thank you.) 

The Dream

Lately I've dreamt
a dream, every night
in which I could talk

Clearly and

With ease

Waking up, I try
to hang on, but
…sadness overwhelms me,

But only for a moment,
or two,
or…
how long must I put up with this?

Some days are easier,
some days it is harder,
but it's eventually,

Replaced with thanks,
For a new day
In which healing is taking place,

More than ever
Day by day,
Moment by moment,

Barely known
But it’s enough…

I grow into the dream,
I am living the dream.