If I Had But Two Little Wings
If I had but two little wings
And were a little feathery bird,
To you I’d fly, my dear!
But thoughts like these are idle things
And I stay here.
But in my sleep to you I fly:
I’m always with you in my sleep!
The world is all one’s own.
And then one wakes, and where am I?
All, all alone.
Samuel T. Coleridge
Grateful thanks to Wikimedia Commons for the image of Coleridge
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