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This was a dream I had...

This is a poem I wrote to Jim Risdon, my grandfather who died 10 years ago this October. He was my friend, my hero...this is for you, Papa.

I have recently become obsessed with aliens, and this dream came to me one night. I had to roll over to my husband and tell him before morning...

Something I conjured up along the journey of self-realization; a journey that has yet to be completed

I sincerely hope that I meet someone this way....