Mary Dreams Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

For what I am, May I ever be
A light over yonder;
So far, too far, almost unseen

The clock ticking;
A watch, a-watching
Can it be-
Or may I exist among the flowers

In this I am, then lest a dream
For if I follow soon then shall pass

Dear Mary lost I am
If here the birds where are the Swallows

Must now I rest
Shall now, I dream

Tell me, self' who is my captive
It seems to be just you and me

Should I wake, will I remain
I scream so loud my Mary's name

No, Nae I seek my only love
Still, I must
Mary, calls beyond the grave

In death her love
Lost I seek
Within mine, in nightmare dreams

Though I know forever lost-
I chase her ghost
Mary; Only she

(10/21/2023)