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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem