We dreamt of dreaming, where a story being told.
Times where the tears are real and maybe the lines too.
It was a dream being left alone, with the brother gone.
One of the dearest, off he go to a different land and culture.
He was sponsored, by the eldest.
In school uniform, along with the others he stood.
Eyes with the same expression as ours, was embedded in the heart.
Excretion coming down the cheek there we part.
Along with the heartfelt goodbye, a message was sent.
To a person abroad, who cares.
The eyes wide open, realizing it was a dream.
Another text was sent, to the same person again.
Soon discovered it was no dream at all.
Brother is leaving, a fact and is true.
Without knowing, the eyes are filled with liquid again.
Indescribable feelings engulfed the heart, along with its owner.
Tears started pouring down, burning the face.
There the eyes are opened again, and back into the reality, for real.
