It was around midnight
that I lay in the bed
in that fuzzy state
half between awake and a dream
The last few days had been exhausting
with all the trips to the hospital
to visit my mother
who lie dying from liver cancer.
Suddenly, I felt an intense pain
where my liver was located,
waking me completely, or so I thought.
Then before me, my mother appeared, oh so briefly,
dressed like an angel,
I heard no sound, but sensed her saying good bye.
Looking over at the clock it read 12:30,
thinking it some weird dream I went back to sleep.
An hour later, my step father and brother
knocked on my door.
They told me my mother had died
at 12:30.
Author notes
A true story
A contest entry
- Psychic by Thom Boulton.
450 points, ended April 28, 2007, 10 entries
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Really well written it had a really nice flow...and I really enjoyed reading this poem..I cannot wait until I read some more of your poetry!! I wish you the best of luck in this contest!!
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Thank you for your great comment.
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One would have to be open minded for this to happen I would think. So sorry for your lose and this was a descriptive well versed piece on truth.
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Thank you. Yes, it does affect one's thinking.
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Actually my grandfather lived in another state he died shortly after midnight, and I was the only one who saw him before we got the phone call from my grandmother. I had already gotten my mother up, ten minutes later it was verified. Weriod! Good luck in your contest. ~Sie
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Thanks type of thing often happens. Thanks for commeting.
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Magnificent!!
I am sorry about Your loss Sweetness
Powerful verse You have penned!
True stories always grab at the core~
this is no exception...
Wow!!
Thank You for sharing this!!
Best wishes to You in the contest
Many blessings too
and my Love
~ Desire~*~
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Aww, thank you darling. Was quite a while ago.
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