Tell me, God, is there a place where dreams go to die? 'cause I'd like to reserve a space and put a great big marker on it, something like "Here lie Tommo's dreams"...

Nothing fancy in the way of a headstone, just a little plaque with room for some lilacs and lilies of the valley. I need a place to visit, a place to mourn. A place I know that no one else knows about!

God, could you make it a shady place? Maybe under an elm tree, with a tranquil lake nearby. Or, a secluded spot near the beach, just out of tide's reach. Or, maybe a mountaintop...nestled among the pines and near a rushing trout stream