Was it a Dream

He came to get something and left something behind, your guess...

One night
I find myself
Sitting in bed
Not surprised to see
My departed husband
Gone! for a couple days
Standing at the end of our bed

Facing and looking at me
In a familiar way
Looking
About thirty years young
No sign of illness
Under his left arm
His shaving kit....

"I came to get something"
He said
"Where are you ?"
"With Jesus"
He answered

I have to go.
Next he was gone

I fell back to sleep
He left behind
A sense of peace
And the precious memory of his visit