The Dream

Illustration: Where Have All Your Dreams Gone by Joel Robison

    The Dream

    LOVE, if I weep it will not matter,
    And if you laugh I shall not care;
    Foolish am I to think about it,
    But it is good to feel you there.
    Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking, --
    White and awful the moonlight reached
    Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere,
    There was a shutter loose, -- it screeched!
    Swung in the wind, -- and no wind blowing! --
    I was afraid, and turned to you,
    Put out my hand to you for comfort, --
    And you were gone! Cold, cold as dew,
    Under my hand the moonlight lay!
    Love, if you laugh I shall not care,
    But if I weep it will not matter, --
    Ah, it is good to feel you there!

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