I Dreamt Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I dreamt
I slept
Yet I saw you my mother
Sleeping

Sleeping in the tomb
Where winter rains be beating
And the lark in the chill
Of morn arises.

I dreamt of you
A light – an angel light
For after all
All dressed in white
You were – and dreaming

Dreaming the paradise you won
Yet for me worrying
Yet for me praying.

So when I hear thunder creaking
And lightning flash and rumbling
I think of you – cannot escape –
You in your tomb lying.