Goodbye Dream

Phone call did come in,

I felt a shiver I knew was grim.

For it was my Uncle saying to my Dad,

Grandma & Grandpa died which was sad.

Later that night,

I went into a dream filled with fright.

I dreamed of my sister upstairs,

scary it made my arm hairs glare.

My hairs stood up straight,

which I did anticipate.

Something scary

was about to happen soon,

an image of people

floated into my sister's room.

Then sister screamed

and I did jump with a boom.

Running upstairs with blankets to my side,

I ran to my sister in the nic of time.

She told me what she had just seen,

The ghost of Grandparents

saying goodbye she did glean.

This was my grandparents saying there last goodbye,

dreamed of them years later telling them

'I know you guys never died.'

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb 21,2011

poem by Suzae Chevalier
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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