Yestersleep
Yestersleep
By Tarl N. Telford
September 2008
Last night I dreamed
I could not awake.
You by my side,
Yet I couldn’t see -
See what I was missing.
I want your hand
To curl around mine
And whisper again
Everything will be fine
I’ll see you again,
Right here in the morning.
Afraid it is too late;
The rising sun is cold.
I cannot cry out
To let you know I hear.
I cannot stay more.
If you were a dream
I cherish the night,
The light in the corners
Brightens, surrounding.
The dream is past,
The morn is come.
Waking path I see
Is but a memory -
A daytime slumber.
In the light now I see …
I’ll tell you about it in the morning,
For right now I’m still asleep.