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My Vision

last night I had a vision I dreamt about my son he wrapped his arms around me and said I love you mom but he had died some time ago so how could this be true yet he stood right in front of me with tender eyes so blue he was tall and handsome his smile lit up the room he brought a ray of sunshine to take away the gloom as I awakened from my dream tears falling to the floor I knew he came to tell me Mom weep for me no more Feb.2/17

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/9/2017 2:01:00 PM

- A deeply moving and beautiful poem, Betty - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Caycay Jennings

Date: 2/5/2017 9:38:00 AM

Why in the world has no one commented? That is just plain wrong! When I clicked on this, I did so knowing I might cry for my only child is a son. Sure enough, your tender, maternal words effectively wet my eyes - but I angered (sorta) when I saw no comments. This is fine emotive writing, touching and beautiful in its ache. Please don't be discouraged. Read others - maybe that's it. All the best ... CayCay

Betty Bateson
Date: 2/6/2017 12:24:00 PM

Thank you for your kind words. My son died at age 11 and I had the dream several years later so got up and wrote this in the middle of the night. Strange how the mind works. Thanks again.