The Dream

I had a dream about Jen last night. Its been on my mind all day and she inspired me to write this poem. I hope you like it.



The Dream



I walk in the room and stop dead in my tracks

This seems like reality, but I know the facts



My vision is clear, my head is on straight

I want to hug her, but I must hesitate



She looks like my friend, but I know it can't be

'Cause my dear friend left this world much too early



I inquire around with my obvious confusion

Who is this girl? Is she merely an illusion?



“She is your friends sister” announces a man with this news

“Their similar appearance has got you confused”



But I knew my friend and my heart was now aching

Because her smile and personality could not be mistaken



I still have so much that I needed to say

But what if I get closer, and she fades away?



My friend turns to me, as if reading my thoughts

And spoke these words that should always be taught



“Don’t let your fear be the guide of your path

Live life to its fullest, with joy, without wrath”



“Be thankful and positive in all you receive

Have faith, be patient and just believe”



“Remember our fun and the infectious laughter

and know in eternity, I live happily ever after”

It was a pleasure to know you Jen. Your friendship as a teenager helped shape the person I am today.