The darkness... the rustle of trees... the sound of the sea upon the shore ... and the sound of her
voice singing that same sweet lullaby.

A dream, dream, no dream...

Goodnight my darling child.

The breeze and the blowing wind brought her scent to me... reminded me of the past. I tried
not to cry... tried to hold back the stinging tears... the memories, no matter how old, will
always be fresh.

A dream, dream, no dream

You can hear the forest calling out to you.

When the wind comes, and the moon shines, I think of her. I think of the promises made and unfulfilled.
It pains me. The wounds never heal... always the same pain.

A dream, dream, no dream.

Goodnight my darling child...

Goodnight... come now...

*****

In the stillness,
in the darkness,
do you dream of me?
And do you think of me when you look out at the sea?
What am I?
Just a memory?
A dream upon the wind?

Goodnight my darling child...goodnight.