I had a dream
That my mom was alive
I had a dream
Where she never died
I ran to her
Holding her close
Swearing
I would never let go
She stroked my hair
Kissed my head
Told me she loved me
I felt the tears
Softly drop from my eyes
She was here
She was real
I was actually with her
I was actually holding her
I had never met her
I was too young to remember
But I knew it was her
She tilted my face up
So she could stare at my eyes
As she softly told me
It was time to say goodbye
I held her tighter
Not wanting to
I had just gotten her back
Could I stand to lose her?
She gently twisted from my embrace
Then whispered 'It's okay'
She told me she would see
Me
Again someday
The my eyes opened
Back to reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good read...........dreams are windows to unconscious mind.I invite you to read my poems Thanks.