From Heaven

She was in my dreams last night, looking more beautiful than I ever remember her to be. Walking down the stairs, she was wearing a beautiful gold and green omani dress, the colours I associate with heaven. She was glowing and her wrinkles smoothed out, looking beautifully young. She smelt of oud and jasmines, my favourite. A gold head piece decorated the forehead I miss kissing. We were all happy to see her and she spoke words that made me wake up happy and with a smile, "I'm waiting for you".