An Only Dream

I dreamed the world was green and gold,
The summer heat was gone;
I walked among the scattered leaves
The lined the tranquil pond.

I dreamed the world was fair transformed
And not by sickness riven –
And searched with hope to find a place
That you and I could live in.

But starting, I awoke to find
The picture changed and stark:
There’s no place here for you and me,
There’s just the summer

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