I had crazy, hazy dreams of you,
hoping love for a brother.
Will it last our lives through?
I can see the sailing ship you have sailed me on,
has been the back deck porch
all our lives.
You are the strongest man I have
ever met.
May I keep your love?
Am I allowed?
I whirl with your love for Mum,
as she sips a drink on the deck
of a yacht you took her on,
at the deep blue sea
many years ago.
I am proud,
I am even living your wishes
if you think about it.
Nothing but time and a good look at
your aged future
needs be done,
that's all.
Your dream is to keep it going,
I just know that in my heart.
Let that be your best quest.
To find the dream catch it in mid-air
and hold it in a balloon that sails up from
the deck
and catches in the high hemlock.
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