Often in my dreams I see her <br />She now looks older than before <br />And all around her countenance <br />Is a look that does implore <br />For me to grant forgiveness <br />And then try to understand <br />Why that time she chose to leave me <br />And return to her own land. <br /> <br />We’d met and become lovers <br />She had family down here <br />Myself I am Australian <br />And my father sheep did shear <br />My ancestors were convicts <br />But that was long ago <br />I met her and I thought we had <br />Agreed a path we would follow. <br /> <br />Now my dreams are tinged with sadness <br />And, when awake, I wonder why <br />She left me without warning <br />When she said she’d be my wife <br />Yes, it’s hard here in the country <br />It’s hard working on the land <br />But she dashed my optimism <br />And the future we had planned. <br /> <br />Now as the drought continues <br />And the risk of repossession's high <br />I now look back and wonder <br />If maybe she was right <br />I wouldn’t say she was a beauty <br />Nor of the ornamental kind <br />I wouldn’t say she was an angel <br />But she’s always on my mind.<br /><br />David Keig<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/always-on-my-mind-5/
