Once
And when I stood there
thoughtful with emotions
remembering the good times
long yet passed,
the unforgotten days so filled with joy,
so sudden ended in a lonely blast.
I see you in my dreams,
smoothing my mind so well
and my desire.
A fragile piece of driftwood like
or only some remains of ancient fire?
I keep my dreams ,
well knowing that they will not last.
And I so consciously admire
those lovely pictures
of a well remembered past.
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