Only a Dream By Abram Joseph Ryan

    Only a Dream!
         It floated thro’
     The sky of a lonely sleep
    As floats a gleam
        Athwart the Blue
     Of a golden clouded Deep.

    Only a Dream!
        I calmly slept.
    Meseems I called a name;
     I woke; and, waking, I think I wept
    And called — and called the same.

    Only a Dream!
        Graves have no ears;
    They give not back the dead;
     They will not listen to the saddest tears
    That ever may be shed.

    Only a Dream!
        Graves keep their own;
    They have no hearts to hear;
     But the loved will come
     From their Heaven-Home
    To smile on the sleeper’s tear.