A Dream Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

A Dream

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A Dream

I often have this poignant dream
Of a maiden whose beauty is soft and near,
A lovely dame of yesteryear,
Who kneels beside a shrine and a stream.

And then in the moonlight she comes to me
In the nascent moonlight, tender, of the spring,
Which inspires songbirds in the trees to sing
In a minor tone, by the fountains near the sea.

John Lars Zwerenz

A Dream
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NEW YORK CITY, U.S.A.
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