SHOSHANA'S DREAM 1962

A GIRL AND HER DREAM AND THE BOY AND HER PARENTS IN 1962

Shoshana woke suddenly,
eyes took in day's light,
mind searched for the Naaman
in her dreams now gone.

Downstairs her father's voice
called her: breakfast, you are late.

She shot from bed,
stood like an electrocuted thing,
then ran to the bathroom
calling down; won't be long, overslept.

The Naaman crept in with her,
the dreamed one, not the real,
and stood by the sink
and looked away as she peed.

Downstairs her father
was crossly sitting mouthing food.

The girl's a dreamer,
in my day we woke
at the right time,
washed and dressed
and down for breakfast
on time every time.

The mother sat mouthing toast
saying nought.

Shoshana splashed water
to her face and neck
and dried and ran to her
bedroom and dressed
in her school uniform
as fast as she could,
the Naaman watched
and stared(the dreamed up
one not the real).

Downstairs her father
ate his bacon and eggs
and said: the girl's going
to end up with a useless
drip of a man, no scope, no ideals.

Shoshana entered
the dinning room
and sat at her place,
the Naaman stood
by the door gazing at her
with a smile,
sorry I'm late, overslept,
had a dream.

The father said;
eat don't talk, time waits
not for you or none,
the mother eyed her,
Shoshana sat and ate.

Dream what dream?
the father said,
eyeing her,
trying to enter her head,
studying her face.

Just a dream,
Shoshana said,
kept me late, so real,
(she didn't say about
the dreamed of Naaman
and what they did ).

The mother sighed
and looked away,
she'd been there
and had her dreams as well
not now, but many times
as a young girl.