Revised "wake up"

I dreamed I came home
To the place I've never been,
Always remembered.

Brightly colored, deep sunshine,
And none of this black white and gray

They all knew me,
Missed me
Loved me,
In their funny hats and warm ways.

A little boy,
Like a brother,
Dragged me to a small dark house,
A restaurant with no tables.

A family arrived;
Tall father
Small mother
Sweet children,
And a solid, earthy woman
Stretched tortillas in the corner.

A sepia haze pervaded the whole place,
The people's skin and hair.

I ate familiar beans in burritos,
Comfortable with every person I came across
As the sun went down


There was a rope bridge
And a goat.
The bridge flipped over,
Turning the goat upside down.
And then it was an old man,
Unafraid and unperturbed,
Turned the bridge right side up.

I was afraid to walk across.