I saw a prompt on Esther Chilton’s page “dreams” and decided to write a poem about loss to respond to it. Here it is.

In my dreams you are still here

I grasp your hand to pull you near

To say “goodnight” to you my sweet,

As my heart trips and skips a beat,

To have you here, to hear you speak,

That is the dream I really seek.

I know that you have gone away,

Will never see another day.

I’m in a dream now, holding on

To memories of you though you’ve gone.