so  real to me it was I
            was scared after I
            realized it was a dream.

            It was like I was not in a dream,
            but in a tornado again. I
            was scared the way I

            was after the tornado blew
            my house apart with me
            in it and my family in it.

            It
            was like it is for me
            when danger is over–through

            like it was during a drought
            when I dropped down to drink and see
            it!

            a copperhead as big around
            as my arm stretched across the stream
            and I got up fast without drinking,

            thinking
            how scared in my dream
            I was about