Haunting Final Words: Glenn Bagshaw’s Last Conversation and a Dream’s Mysterious Message 🌙

He spoke to her two days before he died <br />in the haunted room, now forever dark, <br />and told her of a dream that had replied <br />to the grief of their son's death by stark <br />denial. The child stayed until sunrise <br />and left with light. Here's how Dad's sorrows drowned: <br />face down, down in green dreams, in screams fun lies, <br />down, tolled down under water. There's no sound. <br />The dreams ended- his heart attack-surprised- <br />she's left alone. A mother, wife-no more! <br />What's etched in flesh twists inside when surmised <br />and photos climb crescendos she'll abhor <br />with mother, child, his arms (he's out of scope) . <br />She hoped arms, hands could choke her life like rope!<br /><br />Glenn Bagshaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grief-8/