it's in my semi-conscious
that I meet them?
not all together,
they visit one bye one
a very private meeting, if you will
last night it was of Lee
I dreamt
he had never died at all
It was all just a big mistake
he was alive and smiling at me
Just like
he always used to do
and on awakening
from my most
cheerful slumberbash
I Realised
it was just the intervention
of the most kindest side
of my semi-conscious state
that at least
let me see him once again
I held my big brothers hand
and that for me is
a dream worth gold.
Comments5
Tremendous work. So much soul.
Thank you so much dear Thomas, his second name was Thomas, after both my grandad's I've never written his name in my poems before. Progress right? It only took 26 years. 🌹
I'm so sorry for your loss. Death sucks.
Visits from loved ones always come with love. Excellently penned Teddy. 🌹👍
We are both blesses dearest A.P that's for sure, they always come with joy.thank you my dear friend. 🌹
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Wonderful emotive words Teddy, he will always be with you.
Andy
Thank you dear Andy, sometimes I can really feel it too. Especially when I first moved to Italy. 🌹 We were only a year apart in age. 🤗
heart and soul from start to finish Teddy...
a truely wonderfully written work of art.
Thank you dearest Melvin, that means so much coming from you. Healing forever. 🌹
Dreams can be so kind. Such a feeling of loss and still a feeling of joy at reunion. Gold indeed.
Thank you so much for your kind words dear sorrenbarret 🌹
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