A humming bee in my ear

a poem about dreaming of lost love

 Dear love, I see your childish face,

your touch, your walk — sublime grace.

In dreams, we meet, and I rejoice -

your love songs by the sweetest voice.

Like a song-bird humming into my ear, songs so sweet,

I dream of the day when we’ll meet.

That day may never come is what I fear,

yet my aching heart wants to be near.

Tonight, visited me in dreams of years past,

good times together, while they last,

are gone!

Awake, all too fast!

By Uki’s request: DALL·E 2024-04-26 20.55.04