Living The Dream For My Lady Irene Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I wandered slowly in my dream beside a placid flowing stream.
I pondered as I walked along. Was something missing something wrong?
I realised I was alone. I had no love to call my own.
The sun no longer shone for me I was enwrapped in misery.

The stream still sang upon its way. Above me now the skies were grey.
It seemed I was condemned to be alone, unloved, solitary.
But then you came into my dream a perfect dream within a dream.
I knew I had not yet met you but something told me I would do.

I slipped into a deeper sleep but made a promise I would keep.
I swore I’d search the world for you. I knew that you were searching too.
Sometimes in sleep your mind is free to see your future fate clearly.
I knew that you would be my wife and we would share a happy life.

That we would meet a certainty, a self fulfilling prophecy.
It happened soon as I recall. We didn’t have to wait at all.
You knew you had been recognised. I gazed in wonder hypnotised.
You whispered softly dreams come true and I replied of course they do.

I was your dream as you were mine.Made possible by some divine intervention which let us see our future indisputably.
I was quite sure that I loved you. You had no doubt you loved me too.
Dreams can precede reality so we got wed. Predictably.