There, in my dreams, are faces gone
From years and years ago
Who can explain why they are there
Why do they cameo?
What message in the depths of night
Where mysteries compound
How is it that I hear a voice
Which not for years gave sound
When will the answers find me out?
Why do they haunt me so?
There, in my dreams, are faces gone
From years and years ago
This poem is based on true events, but then I noticed that I had a bunch of question words in the beginning of each stanza and decided that the Hardy Boys would be channeled today.