“Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.” -Thomas Gray
Every now and then, the Dial loves to feature the works of students. Today we have A Dream to Remember by Manal Mahamat.
A Dream to Remember
By: Manal Mahamat
Last night my grandpa came to me
Lighting across an endless sea
He led me with skin so light, it must be the night
It must be the night, I wasn’t seeing right
All he wanted to do was touch my hand
Happiness filled my life in this new land
I could feel his warmth and gentle touch,
I could almost see it when I was small
Grandpa’s house and tall stone wall
But he is here with me in my room
He told to love all that was true
And to achieve all that I could do
Then he was gone, he slipped out like a ghost
You’re the moments I’ll remember the most
My grandpa was the sun and the sea,
Only in my dreams can he come back to me.
What a beautiful poem, Manal.