Idream of you, in songs of perfect words.

I dream of days that are lived and gone,

bathed in hues of hind sights song,

times in life, when choices were wrong.

I sing of memories that fill my heart,

of forgotten people that played their part,

hidden now in eternal dark.

I hum of love that once was mine,

cherished thoughts, my mind does dine,

as I was hum the tune of that perfect find.

I talk of them in words and thoughts,

of promises made and truths I sought,

treasured gifts that I have brought.

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