Please Come Back

I keep having the same dream:


Of the time when we were young together

We ran outside into the fields,

You played the old piano

And I sat by your side, listening


And when we got tired

We would sit in the grass together

Watching the field flowers dance

Like fairies in the spring


And when it got dark

We would lie in the grass together

Perusing the stars, listening to their stories

And telling them of our own


But by morning, I had woken up,

Alone, wondering why you left

And when you would come back

To play the piano again...


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