We can be surprised, sometimes, at what may strike an emotional chord.
The Wizard of Oz
was on tv,
I cried when
Judy Garland sang
of somewhere
over the rainbow.
I must have
remembered something,
forgotten
those years ago.
Or, perhaps it was
a reminder,
that I did not
believe in dreams,
or make wishes
of yellow brick roads.
Copyright 2002 Casey Mack
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