last night,

i had a beautiful dream about this young boy i met, and was supposed to take care of for some reason. i think, he loved the Lord, even though he was not yet grown, or maybe it was just that when we spoke, we understood each other. and we each listened. he was very good, i think, and sweet, and that made me happy inside. i remember sunlight and yellow school buses, like it was a summer camp. i hope i meet a kid like that in real life one day. and when i do, because i've written it down here, i'll remember and tell him that i've finally met the boy in my dream.