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
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