Last Night

                                       By “Jay Archer Thorne”

Last night I dreamed I saw her,

     And O, she looked so sad;

Again was she my sweetheart,

     And I her lover lad.

And she sat by the lattice window,

     And the roses shed perfume;

But her eyes were full of sorrow,

     And her face was veiled in gloom.

And I longed to lift her burden,

     But I knew it could not be,

So I looked at her in silence,

     And she, she looked at me;

And the old scene was repeated,

I passed beyond her sight;

And the low sun brought the darkness,

     And our hearts were clothed in night.

Dec. 22, ‘93