The Dream

Blanketed with an image deep behind my eyes,
Lying on firm mattress a black and white surprise
She planted soft kisses on my forehead before i woke
Her face clear as day , i thought it was a joke
I’ll take this moment even thought shes not there
To remember the love she gave me ,
to remember how she cared.
But if only it was real and a moment in real time
I miss my momma dearly
Sleeping is sublime.