In a dream
In my room
There was a mist
There she was on my bed
With long hair and earrings and a smile.
"Why did you leave us" I asked
weeping, knees buckled bowing on the floor
I cried but I was not afraid.
"IT was just time"
I turned to the corner of my romm
Where my deco collage hung just like in real life
"Why can't you come visit? Why here this isn't real!
There she was on the edge of the bed next to me
with a thick manila envelope with a gold stamp.
She opened it and her words escape me
The best part was when she touched me and I hugged her and saw the gold
wedding ring, affixed to her hand in life
Same scent, same touch, same hands with french manicured tips
"This is real" I proclaimed, "this is real"
My eyes opened, and there I was, lying down, glancing at the wall
Just as I had the night before.
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