Mean Sleep

I lost a dream today,

Has anyone seen it in my dismay?

My dream, she mocks me now,

Reminding me of an unspoken vow

I loved my dream like myself, but of purer clay,

In my arms, my dream had promised to lay.

With my dream I had a lover’s quarrel,

But now my pillow is a long lost laurel.

My dream she smiles a sardonic smile,

As I walk another lonely mile.

Searching in the skies was futile,

My dream had sailed to an unknown isle.

But my sweet dream,

You are but a dream,

And everything else is but a mean sleep.