My Future Poem by Natalie Crown

You're here, next to me
We're in a grassy field
You're playing me a song,
Your favorite one on guitar.

It's late spring,
And the air has a thick smell
Sweet and fruity.

There's a bright flash,
The clouds start swirling
Then everything goes black..

I'm all alone, holding a single rose.
It's June 3rd, but today it's dark and rainy
I know you're gone now.
I dropp the rose on your grave,
And leave while trying to hold back the truth..
That you're really gone

I awaken in bed,
My eyes red and puffy from crying.
It was just a dream,
But it seemed so real.

What I didn't know,
Is that it predicted the future.

(January 13,2012)