Recurring dream

This is a recurring dream
usually ends with a scream.
I walk through my old neighbourhood
greeting people from my childhood

I arrive at our gate
take a deep breath and wait,
I notice a delivery truck
hopefully I will have some good luck.

A man jumps down
wearing a slight frown,
‘Bonjour?’ he questions
my heart quickens.

I hold a conversation
with this Frenchman,
he is so friendly
I feel completely carefree.

I like the new theme
of this old dream,
the last time I ventured
here, I was murdered.

Maybe, it is time to say goodbye
to that dream, that made me cry.
I wake up feeling confused.
Now, I am rather amused.

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