Summer Dreams

The midnight of my life arrived,

I did not live, merely survived

Who would have thought that Fate should deem

To give this broken man a dream

Like blessed rain on desert soil

Her presence ended endless toil

From nights whose cold my soul once froze

A brightly burning bliss arose

But joys not meant for me it seems

For morning spells the end of dreams

And then one day I realized

Away from me this Dream, it flied

So though my heart could one day let

Another in, it won't forget

That, even if for just a while,

I held a Dream and made her smile