I dreamed of you last night,
a visit
from the other side
of the veil.
It was decades ago.
You were standing
in a pew
smiling at your nephew
as he said his vows
holding the hands 
of his beloved.
I was sitting on the other side 
of the church
eyes riveted on you.
It was the moment I saw your mortality
more poignantly than
ever before.
Your salt and pepper hair
was completely white by then
but a full head of hair it was!
You looked at me and nodded
and I knew you would be here with us today
so many years later
celebrating the wedding of
your only grandson,
and his
beloved.
Heartily shaking their hands,
with a twinkle in your eye
and a smile so big it would light
the night sky.