Dreams

Dreams. Rapid Eye Movement, after the darkness; At last you have finally got to sleep. Your own private show, with no popcorn eating fool sat beside us. It’s time for a film…they call it a dream. A bright white light shines over in the distance; Maybe this will be a premonition, Or maybe a long distant memory, that you have forgotten; Or maybe a nightmare, that you have tried in vain to keep hidden. So wish me away, to a far-away place; A land of hopeful stories, with a sunshine landscape. A place where magical animals roam free And you are free to be at peace. A place full of wishes; a place full of dreams. I dream of a world, full of beautiful people, Who are righteous and interesting and there is no evil. I have no need, for a nightmare tonight; I need sunshine and to dream, of a happy life. (C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.