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The Visit

As the train came into the station, I realized I wasnt supposed to be here And As the passengers boarded, My grandfather appeared. How is this possible?, i thought to myself. He's been dead for years, As it put me to tears. White light shown bright through the window touching my face And When i opened my eyes everything became clear. It was all just a dream. I had nothing to fear. He just came back to say Hi and I've missed you, My Dear. By Dina Scalia

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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