Well, my son is not home after all. The last leg of the trip, from New Jersey to Detroit, was cancelled. Hopefully he will fly home in the morning. I am really bummed.

a dream

 

I dreamed of you last night.

We sat together at a little table in a bistro.
We were laughing.
Your face glowed with happiness, your eyes shone.
We ate from each other's plates, and sipped golden wine.

I dreamed of you last night.

When I awoke, tears were running down my face.