The Only Good Thing I'Ve Ever Wrote Poem by Keith Michael

i saw you flying again tonight, but this time is wasn't a dream, i could feel it, it was real as the sky is lit for the coming solstice. and you sat outside the window across the street and talked to me, and told me you were alright, and that you were still here. i knew i shouldn't miss you, but i felt it was wrong not to. i started to cry and you caught my tears before they hit the ground and told me to hold on to them because i would need them for someone who wasn't as happy. and again, i saw you last night, higher than the trees, and finally enjoying yourself and it was real, i miss you, but ill see you again