A Dream Poem by Estefano Molina

It was an unusually cool morning
We walked on the road's shoulder
Heavy bags on our backs
I followed close behind
But I was tired
Thick fog kept us from seeing ahead
But we kept going
I can't recall where we headed
Or what we were doing there
I simply followed you
Without questions
In full trust
Then you disappeared into the fog
I tried to return
But you vanished
Exhausted, I kept walking
In hopes of finding you along the way
So we may walk side by side this time