'In My Dreams' is a poem I came up with one evening at work. What makes it so unusual is that I don't usually do poetry - I'm more into prose. This is why 'In My Dreams' lacks any and all form and may be recognized as a poem only because I say it is one.
The poem is dedicated at the memory of my grandmother who passed away at the beginning of August.
In My Dreams
They say you can't see an angel.
I'd most politely disagree.
Because I know you're an angel
and... I still see you.
Every night.
In my dreams.
Grandma Riitta 27.7.1941-3.8.2010. Love you always.
