"Last Night"

Last night,
Dreaming, I see you appear
Sitting at the foot of my bed,
Gazing at me,
With indifference.
We being estranged,
These many years,
And with all hope having fled.
I sat up at once,
Seeing your cross look,
Now slowly turning a faint smile,
My heart sadly stirred,
Your love, my desire,
Fades away now as you disappear.
Oh, how unkind life's path is,
Laden with sorrow!
When will we again see
Love's sweet day?

BR Schoenbein

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