She saw something one moment

And nothing the next,

Although she knew

For hours she had slept.

That something she saw

Felt like it lasted only a moment,

No less.

That something she saw

Felt like an ecstatic memory,

She never knew she had.

As the sun washed her face in golden light,

She felt oddly calm and blithe

Only to realise,

She had woken up.

It was about time, she thought

Bits of her dream should start fading away now,

To a place called who knows where;

A room with a locked door

And the key thrown away

Never to be found again.

But these dreams may come back

Later in life, at arduous times,

Reminding her of the dreams she used to dream,

Back when everything was simply fine.

The writer is a class 8 student at Dhanmondi Tutorial.