the wind stings your face <br />as you glide down the mountain side. <br />your skis are perfect. <br />new, <br />shining, <br />everything is amazing. <br />the snow flies by like a million <br />small ghosts. <br />you smile. <br /> <br />it is suddenly dark as you awake. <br />a blackness as you open your eyes. <br />a death so sudden that it doesn't occur to you <br />what has happened. <br /> <br />i man, <br />covered, <br />by all of your memories <br />stands in front of you. <br />you see your family, <br />your daughter <br />son <br />wife <br />or husband. <br />you see your dog <br />who died when you were 2, <br />the cat your parents had when they <br />first married. <br /> <br />a dream, thank god, <br />just a dream.<br /><br />maddy macleod<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-dream-2/
