Over Dreamt

My Mom and Dad on their anniversary...The day before their thirtieth, a woman woke from sleep,“I had the strangest dream,” she said. “Twas something really deep.“A gift box you did give me, to celebrate our day,“I gave you a kiss, and tore it open right away.“Inside that box, I looked and found another box. It’s true!“I smiled and gave another kiss. Just happy ‘twas from you.“I opened up the second and found there inside a third,“Though it seemed a little strange, I set to work without a word,“And there, behold! I found a fourth. (Now this was getting weird!)“But I was sure it couldn’t be as strange as it appeared.“So I opened up the fourth and there inside I found a ring!“A diamond, much more big and bright than any other thing!“So I’m wondering, my darling, if this dream’s a thing foreseen?”Her eyes, they sparkled brightly. “And if so, what does it mean?”
That night they went to dinner, just they two, to celebrate,And as things were winding down, he set a box beside her plate,Smiling, she opened it and what should be inside?You're absolutely right, there did another box reside.And in that box another box, each wrapped so beautifully,She hated to unwrap them (And you almost would agree!)Then next she found a fourth box (just exactly like her dream!),By now her hands were shaking and her eyes were all agleam!With much anticipation, she tore off the wrapper there,The contents were surprising, she did nothing else but stare,Some people seem to heed. But what they hear’s not what it seems…Inside the fourth box was a book—"HOW TO INTERPRET DREAMS".
Cause Mondays do get knocked a lot,With poetry, we all besought,To try to make the week beginWith pleasant thoughts,Perhaps a grin?So Jenny, Charlotte, Mimi, meHave crafted poems for you to see.And now you’ve read what we have wrought…Did we help?Or did we not?