Clearer In My Dreams - Poem by Jack Growden
Ten summers have glowed since we first met.
Ten winters too, without regret.
Though now as you have been away long
Something seems quite strangely wrong:
I cannot picture your sweet face.
Though when night falls, and my pillow I grace,
You are much nearer it seems
For I see you clearer in my dreams.
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