I woke up in the middle of the night, dreaming about Robbie. We were spending time together, then I wrote this poem. When I can’t sleep and I need to move my mind to restful thoughts, I sometimes write since losing Robbie. It helps me to relax and go back to sleep.

In My Dreams, We Fly

In my dreams we fly, 
With adventures high, 
Together again through the night sky. 

Some nights we soar, 
With stars galore,
Gliding past planets to explore. 

Rainy nights when water flows,
Rainforest we go,
With sleeping sloths on trees below.

When morning light streaks,
Awake with grief,
It stays with me until I sleep. 

In my dreams we fly, 
With adventures high,
Together again through the night sky.