Last night I had a dream <br />I was looking for my dog <br />Where is my beautiful yorkshire? <br />Tired and out of breath <br />Keep on walking and looking <br />In the nearby pond <br />I found a lot of dogs <br />Big dogs small dogs <br />All dead floating <br />I finally found Sinta <br />Down below by my feet <br />Almost invisible in the dirty pond <br />I picked her up very carefully <br />She was all brown like caramel <br />I was going to give up and cry <br />But instead I pumped her small chest <br />Really carefully not to hurt her <br />Then she coughed up water <br />After three or four times <br />Her color changed back <br />Black and gold <br />Her hair started to shine <br />And when I slightly caressed her hair <br />Mustard starts appearing <br />Underneath her wet hair <br />She was all covered with mustard! <br />I woke up <br />I was thinking “what a dream” <br />Then I looked for Sinta <br />She was lying down by my feet <br />Sleeping... Snoring... <br />And then I slightly caressed her hair <br />At Five o'clock <br />Still tired from walking all night I got up <br />Brushed my teeth and made some coffee <br />I checked my phone messages <br />This is bad news <br />My sister passed away<br /><br />Kay Barcelon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ohh-annie/
