“So will you walk with me tonight?”
He says to me from in a dream,
And so we wander castle halls
That never seem to end —
He died so many years ago.
I do not know of what we search;
Or why he haunts me in the night –
My long lost friend,
My lonely
Friend
“He’s gone so many years ago” How conceited-to love remaking your poems to fit me better-forgive me!
holly