A Happiness Remembered In A Dream

A happiness remembered in a dream:

A baby on my shoulder, nodding off,

Emitting little noises and a warmth

And sweetness like no other thing on earth;

As I sing every song I know, and try

To turn each one into a lullaby.

And then on waking suddenly, the shock,

Of finding that the baby is a man.
I plan and scheme in every way I can

But there’s  no way of turning back the clock.