#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child, that seemed familiar to me..but as I got closer the child was further away ,
it was a never ending fall , and I could only see images that I could not understand , and suddenly I could hear voices from far behind the shinning lights, the voices turned into echoes, I began to shout and yell what is going on,
and just like that it was quite and not so bright anymore as I try to focus my eyes and adjust to the light I see something in the far distance, then I begin to hear someone lightly singing like a lullaby,
finally I can see it's my grandmother she past a few months ago we were very close,
I remember holding her hand and always admiring her rose ring..it was so shine..when she past I was going to ask my mom for it ,
put we never found it after her passing , she is just sitting there humming a song over and over ,
once I woke up , I had that same dream like 3 days in a row ,
my music box I turned the knob it was the same song my grandmother was humming in my dreams, I pick up my music and there it was my grandmother's favorite ring with a ribbon tied threw it, saying I love you it's yours now



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