Stephen A. Wright 
Once a day and sometimes more
You knock upon my daydream door
And I say warmly come right in
I'm glad you're here with me again.
Then we sit down and have a chat
Recalling this, discussing that
Until some task that I must do
forces me away from you.
Reluctantly I say good-by
Smiling with a little sigh
For though my daydreams bring you near
I wish that you were really here.
But what reality cannot change
My dreams and wishes can arrange
And through my wishing you'll be brought
To me each day; a happy thought.