THE BURIED DREAM
I hid a dream amid the sands of Time,
And said, “Now will I go upon my way—
I shall be free henceforward from this time,
And full of laughter all the livelong day.”
But it came following like the midnight voice
Of my true love behind her lattice-bars—
And it came following like the silver voice
Of my lost childhood strayed beyond the stars:
Like my dead self, so laughable, so sad,
So foolish and so lovable it rang—
That, for sheer laughter, I was very sad,
And took it back into my heart, and sang.