#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?

She stood looking with bewildered eyes at me.
I could too sense ...between us a familiarity.

Her smile slowly faded to tears
as though showing her fears.
I pondered again to be lost in past
trying to recollect the similarity fast.

She stumbled to...