A Dream

                    I.

You came to me in a dream last night,

     And laid your hand in mine;

And you smoothed my face with a tender grace,

     And my dream grew most divine.

But I had a fear ‘twere only a dream,

     That you soon would fade away;

And for fear you might I held you tight,

     And my hand it aches today.

                    II.

You sat with me in a dream last night,

     And you oped your heart to me;

And at last I knew that you love me true,

     And my heart beat warm and free.

But I had a fear ‘twere only a dream,

     A dream that would fade away;

And at golden dawn I found you gone,

     And my heart it aches today.

July 26, ‘98

B. Globe, July 27, ‘98