By Luis G. Dato

I dreamed that you did visit
My room where, ill all day,
I spent the hours weeping
For you who were away.

I dreamed that it was dawning,
A new and difficult day,
But you had come like heaven,
And with my sorrow lay.

I dreamed that it was summer,
And all the flowers were bright,
Your own I dreamed you brought me
The fairest in my sight.

I dreamed that all the roses
Were compressed in my room,
And all the pain had parted,
And grief, and all the gloom.

I dreamed that once, when morning
Was in Ermita’s eyes,
You came when I was dreaming,
And I wept in surprise.

I woke, and it was morning,
Ermita shone in light,
I woke and found you weeping
Beside my bed of night.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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