I saw him sleeping in my dream
that day in May, that day in May
I saw him sleeping in my dream
that day in May, so many years ago
…
So peaceful, he did seem
that day in May, that day in May
So peaceful, he did seem
that day in May, surrounded in yellow
…
We went to see what was happening
that day in May, that day in May
we found that he was not napping
that day in May, his name I did bellow
…
From his coma he did not wake
that day in May, that day in May
a drunken driver, his life did take
that dark day in May, full of sorrow
—
~Melanie Blackwell
When I was in junior high school I woke up one morning remembering a very vivid dream about a close friend of mine. I could still clearly see him sleeping peacefully in a room that was not his own….there were yellow flowers all around the room as well as various teddy bears. I thought the dream was odd but shook it off and started getting ready for the day ahead. The phone rang before I even left for school that day and we learned that my friend had been playing football with a friend in his front yard the evening before when a drunk driver veered off the road into the yard and ran over him. We went to the hospital to see him. He was in a coma and his hospital room was exactly as I had dreamt it….
He never woke. I’ll never forget.
As this strange as it sounds I can relate to your story, though I didn’t suffer such a heart-breaking personal loss. I dreamed that a boy in my class lost his father in a drunk-driving accident and the next day he didn’t show for school. When he did return he told us what happened and that’s what had happened.
Weird huh? I used to have many dreams like that…but i don’t remember my dreams so much anymore.
I have them too, my mom as well it is strange
poignant…
Thank you
wrenching
Appreciate your reading and commenting 🙂
So, so sad. Dreams can be strange and terribly disturbing. I have had a few of the foreshadowing type. Fortunately, I do not really remember dreams anymore.
I used to have a lot of foreshadowing ones as well and as you not so much anymore…at least not that I remember.
You don’t ever forget things like that. Very sad. And what happened to the driver? Nothing. Things don’t make sense and never will. Do you pick up on things like that a lot?
Used to a lot…not so much anymore at least I don’t really remember my dreams like i used to…
I had to come to your web site because I don’t always get your work and I don’t know why.
Happens to me too…try going to your reader…”Blogs I follow” —Edit…unfollow me and then refollow. Sometimes that works.
Beautiful!! Always nice words:)
Appreciate that!
You never forget intuitive experiences like that. I’ve had a few myself. It’s good that you don’t forget, and it’s good that you’re a writer who can share those stories with others. xx