Dark Becomes Day Poem by David Darbyshire

I saw her in my dreams,
I look for her during the day.
I've lost her it seems,
to find her soon I pray.

High and low, I will look for her,
my dream was such a blurr.
I just wish I knew were she was,
I am sure she would concur.

I am down and am so tired,
she is very near I heard.
I feel I am getting closer,
hope she hears my word.

As day becomes dark,
and dark becomes day.
I love her in every way,
I'm sure I'll find her oneday.