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Katharine Tynan - The Dream: (For my Father)
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Over and over again I dream a dream,
     I am coming home to you in the starlit gloam;
Long was the day from you and sweet `twill seem
     The day is over and I am coming home.

Then I shall find you as in days long past,
     Sitting so quietly in the firelight glow;
"Love," you will say to me, "you are come at last."
     Your eyes be glad of me as long ago.

All I have won since then will slip my hold,
     Dear love and children, the long years away;
I shall come home to you the girl of old,
     Glad to come home to you -- oh, glad to stay!

Often and often I am dreaming yet
     Of the firelit window when I`ve crossed the hill
And I coming home to you from night and wet:
     Often and often I am dreaming still.

Over and over again I dream my dream.
     Ah, why would it haunt me if it wasn`t true?
I am travelling home to you by the last red gleam,
     In the quiet evening I am finding you.
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