The doubts contraire

A faded shawl in the corner
On the back of an old arm chair
Reminds me of the many times
I watched as you sat there

Alone in quiet wonder
While out the window you’d stare
Lost upon the far horizons
As if you did not have a care

And every time that I pass by
My eyes do catch a glare
Or perhaps it’s a lingering scent
From the fragrance of your hair

And the memory still it haunts me
Though with joy it is I share
Of the reason why I sing
And why my heart does dare

To hold on to the memories
The ones both sad and fare
Or never try very hard
On that room to rent upstairs

And though the dream now is fading
While walking in a dream I dare
Give birth to dreams uncounted
And those beyond compare

And in agony, I say to you my friend
I know it’s just not fair
That dreams are all that I have left
To help quiet the doubts contraire