I dream at night, during the day
I hear your voice beautiful as I imagine you say
"oh love my dear atop all thing
your memory does make me sing
And my dreams bring joy, yet theres pain
nay will I ever feel this love again
my heart aches to know the truth
that never will my arms hold you
But my memory held to my heart
will soon tear the pain apart
and in time, my love, serenity will replace
all the ache I now know, a smile in it's place