Last Night

Last night I dreamt

you held my hand.

Nothing earth moving,

There were no grand fireworks

Or heavenly choirs.

But in the midst of a dream,

Which like most had shifting

people-scapes and unreality,

Came such a vivid moment:-

You took my hand in yours.

And then the dream moved on,

Unconnected, unrelated.

Yet that moment, it was so real;

And I remember it long after

the rest of the dream

is forgotten with the

passing of the night and

the day crowding in,

Still I remember.

So bright it could be

a real memory of you

Taking my hand in yours.


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