Sunshine Bright Poem by Bullion Grey

One day he had a dream. He saw his wife on the beach
with bread, feeding the seagulls. Following through with his dieing request, to have his remains cremated. With a dough and his cremated remains, make a bread. Take this freshly baked
bread to the ocean shore he loved so much, and
without ceremony, feed this bread to the seagulls.
Letting him fly away, finally seeing the shore
from his’ feathered friends view.
He awoke with tears. Realizing that in this dream
he saw his wife from the sky. Wind blowing, sunshine bright,
clouds so beautiful he wondered who got permission to paint
them in the blue?
He remembered himself going slowly further and further
from her on that shore, handing out the last bits of bread - him.
Dream ending when she was just a distant image standing with her hand in air, solitary, beautiful, silent.