Letters From The Dead

Its was 4am on a rainy morning
I could hear the sound of the remaining droplets of the rain falling off my old roof
I could see the darkness enveloping the unclad clouds

The persistent tick tock sound of my clock was the only thing communicating to my mind
As I lie there on my warm bed with awake eyes
I wondered within what's keeping me from sleeping?

The curtain begins to moves as the cold wind pushed it to and fro
Like a clarion call the thunder came & after it followed its lover lightening
My sense jerked to life when I saw someone behind the curtain as the light from the lightening revealed it to me

My heart jumped out of my chest & back into its abode
Watching as my heart sank slowly from fear into my Tommy
I managed to get up on my shaky feet
With my phone in my right hand
I turned on the flashlight

I lost it all when I saw a man dressed in white with a divine face & quiet smile without a shadow
Then he said to me
" Darrell take " and he threw a smiling letter at me
My mind explode as I saw a glowing smiling letter floating towards me

Next thing I know ,I fell on the ground
Waking up the next morning
I found myself on the bed
Asking if it was just a bad dream
Then it dawned on me that I just saw my late father
I felt so sad that I never said anything to him

My bed sheets & my room had the same aura of my father
There on the table was his letter smiling at me ,Oh I fainted again
Only to wake up three weeks later
With the smiling letter still there waiting for me to read it...

Daniel Israel
09-5-2020
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Dedicated to every one who lost a love one 😢❤️

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