Dreaming

Dreamt a little last night,
what surprised me, is that I remembered,
For I rarely dream, and it's unusual for me to remember

Perhaps it was the cuteness that stuck,
or the scratch marks that were inflicted,
but I remembered.

A cute little kitten walked into my life,
I wanted so much to cuddle it and hold it close to me,
but I was afraid of getting scratched.

For even though I knew it loved me back,
I held back, fearing the day it might lost control
and scratch me without meaning to

I'm still surprised I remember this dream.
Perhaps it's telling me I'm still afraid.
Perhaps it's telling me to trust.
Perhaps it's just a dream about a kitten and scratches.