Foreseeing My Future Poem by David Harris

Dreams they say are our mind
sorting out our thoughts that day,
but my dreams last night
concerned old friends
I haven't seen for a number of years
like a premonition I will see them again
in the not too distant future.
I know they are still alive;
it is just that our paths
haven't crossed lately.
The dream was so vivid
as if I was living it
and then the rain awoke me
but the dream stayed with me
making me wonder
if it was really just a dream
or me foreseeing my future again.
Only time can tell me that
and it isn't speaking to me.


10August 2014