In my dream your photo frame memory <br />did not want to bring you back to me <br />and somewhere the forgetting did sneak in <br />as if continually you were hiding <br />but still my heart was full of affection and glee <br />while my own thoughts were jumping as if to be free <br /> <br />and they would go back to a day on the beach <br />when you did disappear and were out of reach <br />when the afternoon cannon thundered in the distance <br />and there was pain in that remembrance <br />as if I could not comprehend this breach <br />and we were away each to each <br /> <br />but of the depths of our love I did know <br />when from my anxiety my awakening was slow <br />while you were sleeping peacefully <br />and to my heart came a kind of tranquillity <br />while on the wall sneaked a shadow <br />and outside the streetlights did glow<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-my-dream-30/
