To the daydreamer whose never caught with their eyes closed, because you know that’s not the way to catch a dream – no.
You came and went again – it seems I wasn’t looking.
A single moment. I stopped and was hooked.
O’ across the country and to the next –
but there you were not. I would know, I Looked.
Clearing the way for Autumn already?
We flew away, towards your summer sun More eager than Dawn we packed suitcases, Upon the foreign terrain, all undone. Exploring these new and unknown …
With you, you have bought the days of Summer!