Premonition

I was standing in the garden
on the outskirts of my home,
Crops that needed picking
with weeds that were overgrown.

Better boys that needed tending,
they were starting to all wilt.
I kicked my shoes off in the soil
and dug my toes into the silt.

I must have been there for hours,
just me and them damned weeds.
Trying to fill some cupboards
to provide for my family's needs.

Thought a voice called out to me
but, I ignored its humble pleas.
Chalked it up to the wind
that was rustling in the trees.

Rain clouds started looming,
lightening crashed in the distance
Almost through, but not quite yet
So, I kept working with persistence.

The voice bid again Child get in here
A'fore you catch your death"
So, across the field I ran so fast,
then paused to catch my breath.

Looked around, to no avail
there was no one standing there.
Then behind me was a crackling sound
that gave me quite a scare.

I turned to see the air devoid
of where had stood a big oak tree.
The ground it was now littered
with various debris

I thanked God for common sense
and perhaps some intuition.
Some might argue and simply say
what I heard was a premonition.

In disbelief I stood in awe
of things that could have been.
I looked to the heavens and cried
Then thanked the Lord again.

*** interpretation of a dream I had. Yes, I know there are a lot of I's and I decided to keep them in the poem. It is how I wanted the poem, sooooo, here it is.