A day so bright and cold,
The sun shone to a warm gold.
I wanted to be under the quilt's fold,
But the alarm went on to run in bold.
I woke up from a dream so old,
Saw your eyes and the story they told.
Wish I could get lost in that wold,
Alongside the river bed as we strolled.
May be it was the last night's witness,
It made me smile out of wistfullness.
Still under the spell of your thoughts,
I forgot about the time I had caught.
A quick shower had worked wonders,
Out I was from the far yonder.
I jumped on the back-seat of the cab,
Sat by the window to keep the outside-view on tab.
The radio played your favorite song,
It made me hum it out along.
Came back the memories of that year,
When you and me were quite so near.
The thought of you again had brought a smile,
But there were no regrets, not even for a while.
I then realised it was just the last night's witness,
That had brought the smile out of wistfullness.