Dreams

I dreamt of this place again last night. It's probably been years since the last time I had this dream. It is a place like what I used to imagine my aunt's house looked like, before I visited. A huge property, farming ish, horses, fields, flowers, trees, all kinds of lovely things. I remember having this dream when I was little, I would always ask if I could walk down to the horses and go for a ride. Only once in this recurring dream did I ever ride a horse... but it was wonderful. Another time I took a walk down to a HUGE  field of tall sunflowers. I looked  up at the sky, smiling, enjoying the beauty of the day. And last night, my dream consisted of once more, me wanting to go for a walk through their huge property and possibly visit the horses. It was an hour or so until sunset, and I got involved with helping take care of somebody. To my dismay, by the time I was done it was dark. The next day I was determined to go out for a walk... but I don't think it ever happened. I must have woken up or something.

They are funny things
These recurring dreams.
It remains to be seen
What they really mean.
But I am quite keen
On seeing into the ravine.
My mind is a machine
As I try to intervene
And break the routine.