The night was cold as ice.
I gazed upon the starry skies.
A mem’ry flashed upon my sight.
I felt like I have taken flight.
The dream I had in a blue moon:
I heard the birds sing in a tune
And watched them fly
Into the golden sunset in the sky.
And so I gazed upon them high
They soared so lovely in the sky.
And as the sunset came upon,
I realized the day was done.
And so I stood on grassy fields
And watched the golden sun
Disappear before the mountain peak.
I woke up in stun.
For the day was done.
Though it was but one
In a dream I meant for sleep
To no more weep.
(Original: Jan. 2, 2010)