Prose from a dream I had (February 12th), by LaLa Leo Subscribe to rss feed for LaLa Leo

This is an excerpt from a poem that I had recited at my 
grandmother's funeral. She hasn't passed yet... so it was 
kind of weird. I looked it up in a dream dictionary and had

no help. Anyone that's good with dreams...and their 
meanings...I'd love to know.

The only thing that I remember from the dream is that my 
mom was too upset to speak so I had to speak for her. I 
didn't have anything written or memorized to say, so I just

starting speaking from my heart. Neither is this the 
beginning nor the end of the prose that I recited, but here

goes...

"you raised us all and taught us to be prosperous 
you were there through bad times
as you mentored and guided us"

(Prose from a dream - February 12th)

LaLa Leo
Posted: 2009-07-22 20:21:59 UTC

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