Not bothersome,yet hard to understand;just a dream to say you are
now in another land,anything can merge,the weather is a factor too,mist and rain nothing new;light snow,it fell it came like
daylight shimmered,A Lady gave an order then,some scaffolding
bars need moving,and some stones now in a heap;need sorting in
a patteren that keep,some other jobs that must be included,thanks
be TO GOD;time have not fell,waiting for that final bell,though
only a dreamlike working day,we all had little or not much to say,
caught a glimpse of a workmate friend;who have now passed away,
R.I.P.D.K.when i awoke short prayer i've said,thanks be TO GOD;for dreams that may surprise,in a dreamy land with much surmise.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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