Biography Poem by John Carter Brown

I dreamt my dreaded dreams last night
tossed and turned for ages
dreams about a book I have
with very many pages;
they tell of tales of mischief
of troubles and the like
of when I was a youngster,
and a scruffy little tyke

I dreamt of all the trouble
I caused my dear old Dad
of how I promised to be good
then turned out really bad;
Among it's many pages
are things that I regret
I've read about them all before
and tried hard to forget

But dreams will not release me
however hard I try
and seemingly they'll haunt me
until the day I die;
I slept the same old dreams last night
then from them all did flee
I wish I'd never written out
my dread biography.

By John Brown March 2024