Sonnet, Summer Fields

I dreamt of the days in the summer fields With plenty of everything woven to all Each dream that tomorrow in heart there yields Before there comes murkiness with the fall Each song that fervor was dear to employ Inquiring dawn’s after each twilight Those feelings that days and reality destroy When there are no wishing stars falling at night The squall is at ease that the evening gave With songs to remember each love from you And now I am here in my loneliness crave What went out like blossoms out to the blue? If again we shall meet and come to understand It shall be in futures today can’t command