Dreams, Sweet Dreams

Up the river and down the stream Across the green meadows In pastures beholding calm Among the many willows Between the numerous rams In lands long left fallow Lies the beautiful Maiden. Many times has she been here Enjoying the environment so serene It might be pristine Listening to the birds singing alone Though to her that is fine With her thoughts alone She has visited the wonderland. She has already visited The charming Prince In the castle long enchanted Wondering at the beauty and elegance Of the castle charmingly decorated Leaving young and old in entrance Of the rare beauty of the castle.