Last night I dreamt
that I had died
it was so sad
I could have cried.
I looked around
but couldn’t see
where on Earth
I could be 
NO-one about
Just an open gate
I wondered
should I go in or wait?
It was slightly open
so I slipped in,
could do no harm
so where’s the sin?
A voice cried out
sounding like thunder,
saying ‘Who are you?’
Oops, what a blunder,
I took to my heels
with a quick glance to the rear
saw a white haired gent
giving chase quite near,
saying  ‘you don’t belong here
You’re not in the book’
I picked up speed
hardly daring to look
As I reached some trees
for handy cover
He seemed to lose me
then knocked me over
a rugby tackle
brought me down
as I lay there winded
he remarked with a frown
’No name, no entry,
didn’t you know?
Unless you’re picked
it’s not time to go’
thank goodness for that
I thought with a smile
I was hoping to live longer, 
or … at least for a while.
I suddenly woke up
in my own bed
grass stains on my hand
and a lump on my head…

Penn©️2025

My thanks to Phil for helping with the Illustration, …I love that gate, … with all those Gold Axe heads atop, …you’d definitely want to explore inside,… wouldn’t you? …✨