I saw you,
Through the keyhole of a dream.
You turned and smiled,
I do not know why.
You walked across,
My field of memories,
Though you did not leave
A footprint.
Could it be that you,
You were a product,
Of my imagination?
Or were you a vision,
Of tomorrow?

Copyright: 2008, Donald Harbour

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