I Met You in a Dream
Wind is rising
The air is wild with leaves.
Some are flying,
Others are falling.
My summer evenings are
calling
When I had you
Everything was green and
blue.
Now are the October eves,
I meet you in my dreams.
I lost you,
And I found you again.
The dreams tell the
truth
Because dreams offered a
bargain:
You can dream but not
offers
Of a refund or return.
I cannot run –
He is gone.
Dreams help keep memories
Alive.
The air is full of reminiscences.
Tomshinsky@2025
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