The Dream

Painting by Raela Marie Villanueva

This poem, "The Dream" was inspired by a dream Raela had one week after her brother died.  In the dream, her brother came to Raela one last time to say goodbye.

The Dream

I had a dream of you the other night,

And in that dream everything was alright;

I dreamt that you were alive and well,

Was this dream real? I just can’t tell.

We hugged and laughed and talked for awhile,

I saw your face and your beautiful smile;

We were together just like before,

If it’s a dream and it’s real I want to dream more.

Please don’t go yet I have so much to say,

I want you to know before you go on your way;

Even though it’s a dream it’s so real to me,

Your beauty is all that I can see.

Your energy feels so pure and strong,

I feel as if I just don’t belong;

You radiate your light so true,

As the dream ends I grab onto you.

I don’t want to wake for the end is near,

Your voice is all that I can hear;

I wake from my slumber the dream is gone,

I rise to meet the early dawn.

Written by Raela Marie Villanueva

For Jr. 8/7/74 – 3/30/97

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