Just a Dream

PART I:

I dreamed a dream of a team

that knew letters could be

rearranged.

“Me” can be spelled with “team.”

But these teammates never cared.

“Me” is in “team” but it’s not

about me, or you.

It’s us.

Try spelling “me” with that.

 

It’s us or we. Not me.

We were best friends.

Always together, even after practice.

And when people asked us, we said

with pride, “we’re best friends

and we run together.”

This “we” was a team with no “me.”

We shared secrets and intimate

thoughts.

Loving each other. Running together.

Too bad that team was just a dream.

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