I Start to Dream (French Rondeau)

I Start to Dream
Omokehindegbegbon (mka T. Johnson)

I start to dream of southern plains
Of misty valleys, summer rains
Of carefee nights and lazy days
Of meadows where the stallions graze
And sifting hands through waves of grain

When raindrops dance on window panes
I see knights and ladies stroll in chains
A minstrel in the corner plays
I start to dream

When the candle spits its final blaze
As knuckles ache and dark hair grays
I wish I could be home again
I wish I could be Meridian
The sun sinks low in softening haze
I start to dream

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