I Am Thankful for War

picked pieces throughout my day
piqued interest in my brain
waking up belly laughing
waking up to streams formed in my eyes
(though sometimes I forget why)

half-remembered dreams flow in the river of my mind
not sure what i'm missing
so i don't go looking to try and find

half-remembered dreams tucked tightly in a box
sure, dust collects
but one cannot truly forget

half-remembered dreams though you always seem to appear
one can presume you're the one who steers
the riverboat in my mind
not sure what i'm missing
but i sure do know what I try to find

my heart opens in embrace for the dreams that contain your face.