Yes now I know that none can do,
I had a dream, I dreamt of you,
Your hat your smile, your laugh and style,
The feel of hair on back if head,
The grey hoodie, your smile and bed...

Awoke from this, not dream, but vision,
A memory with unnatural precision,
Saddened brow upon my face,
That happy thought so out of place....

Released from vault, secured and hidden,
Dusty, crinkled, croaking soft...
A given reminder of what once was,
What's not to come, what's held aloft.