The Dream Holiday

The Dream Holiday

by Paul McCann

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So much to do , 

better get started soon .

Don’t know if it’s morning or afternoon .

Maybe it’s night , 

who cares  ,

no time to sleep .

Walking around ,

eyes wide shut on the street .

Wake me up before you go 

just in case ,

I might be sleeping ,

somewhere lost in space .

I’ve got  to keep moving 

on down the line 

and as long as I am

allowed the time 

to be here and to do

what I have to .

I’m on holidays 

and don’t want to leave .

Awakening from the dream

to believe .