I Recall A Dream Poem by DM W

Moving like a restless ghost, between twilight worlds,
I wandered back through childhood's bright, treasured realms.
I visited the places where we used to play:
All the verdant fields & the rivers & gardens.
I saw the face of Youth bathed in Beauty's soft light.
I saw my friends immersed in myriad delights.
Back then, the sun seemed to pour down like liquid joy,
And the stars in the night sky glittered like diamonds.
I remember the sweetness of my first kiss one spring:
When life seemed ripe with endless possibilities.
Knowing that I could watch these fruitful, former days,
Like an angel from afar, but never return,
Filled me with immeasurable sadness. I still
Don't whether I've truly awoken from that dream.