Over and over again I dream a dream, <br />I am coming home to you in the starlit gloam; <br />Long was the day from you and sweet 'twill seem <br />The day is over and I am coming home. <br /> <br />Then I shall find you as in days long past, <br />Sitting so quietly in the firelight glow; <br />'Love,' you will say to me, 'you are come at last.' <br />Your eyes be glad of me as long ago. <br /> <br />All I have won since then will slip my hold, <br />Dear love and children, the long years away; <br />I shall come home to you the girl of old, <br />Glad to come home to you -- oh, glad to stay! <br /> <br />Often and often I am dreaming yet <br />Of the firelit window when I've crossed the hill <br />And I coming home to you from night and wet: <br />Often and often I am dreaming still. <br /> <br />Over and over again I dream my dream. <br />Ah, why would it haunt me if it wasn't true? <br />I am travelling home to you by the last red gleam, <br />In the quiet evening I am finding you.<br /><br />Katharine Tynan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dream-for-my-father/
