If I could rise to see a morning new —
Not one of old and agèd in its way,
I’d waken with those loving thoughts of you

With hopes that settle as the fresh laid dew
Of paradise where loving souls would play,
If I could rise to see a morning new.

But time goes on, the memories — How time flew
When all I wanted — O’, for you to stay,
And waken with those loving thoughts of you

When passion burns — There’s nothing I can do,
But dream of you, rehearsing what to say
If I could rise to see a morning new.

This night departs as if the sun she blew
It far away to leave her colors play,
To waken with those loving thoughts of you.

Perhaps ’twas just a memory passing through
My dreams of fancy, smiling in dismay,
But when I rise to see a morning new,
I’ll waken with those loving thoughts of you.

Ferrick Gray
© 2020
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