On this afternoon I sit,
and dream of quiet stillness.
For in the quiet I can think
of all my dreams fulfillments.
I think of all I might become,
or of all I’d like to see,
but most of all I think of those words,
you and me.
At night when all are home
and noise is at its peak,
I like to find a place to sit
with just my thoughts and me.

© L. Rose (pre-1986)