Beobeoba

I had a dream about Darcy.

We were at a party at the Grant's house twenty years ago.

The houses all around us seemed giant, dark and haunted.

And the sky had a yellowish tint like before a massive storm.

Then a ray of hope shined.

Some iridescent birds darted out of the ground

and swiftly ran across the lawn.

I asked her "what are those?"

She answered:

"Those are the Beobeoba.  They are kind of like

a cross between a squirrel and a blue bird."

I took her hand and looked into her eyes and asked,

"Darcy, will you be my Beobeoba?"

She hesitated and then smiled and said,

Yes, but there is someone I have to talk to first."

Then she took her hand away from mine.

                                              James Lemper