I had a dream once,
About a boy
Dressed in too small pyjamas.
Sitting on the windowsill
Gazing at the full moon,
Floating in a sea of velvet.
I got out of bed,
Went over to him,
To comfort and to soothe
As he looked so sad.
Yet when I put my hand out
To touch his shoulder
It went right through him.
He turned and looked at me
With a face too sad for one so young,
I was so overwhelmed with pity
That I forgot to be scared,
And whispered to him,
"I am so, so sorry."
When I woke up that morning,
My face that had been dry,
Was wet with tears.