A DREAM
As I watch the beautiful sunset
I remember the first time we met
My mind wanders, I'm in a daze
They say I'm going through a phase
I close my eyes and see you appear
I wake up suddenly, you're not there
The sound of your voice lingers on
For days, months, years, it has never gone
It is always there to haunt me
In the thoughts of my memory
I hear your footsteps from the past
And seeyour face, how long will it last?
I call and reach out to touch you
Then I realize it 'isn true
It is a dream, a make believe,
I recall it all and start to grieve.
Copyright © 2016 by Barbara Traganos Kuhne
Barbara is poet, residing in Somerville Massachusetts.