There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold.
This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .
This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .
It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .
money holds no value , Where you live , what you own, has no significance here .
You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you .
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use.
There is a place of beauty and Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
chasing the dream
falling into a scheme
screaming as I fall
nails scratch the wall
wake in a new place
hands reach and rub my face
people come to greet me
and they all agree
I'm not from this land
so they take my hand
and lead me to the queen
(who is quite mean!)
all dressed in red
from toes to head
then I meet an extraordinary man
who tells me how this world began
next to him are a mouse and hare
who go thru life without a care
that is where I meet the cat
who gives the man back his hat
a smile set upon his face
randomly appearing in a different place
taking me to see a girl in white
who asks me to join the fight
against the dragon who roams
the skies above their homes
I must agree
for is my destiny
dressed in my silver suit
ready to beat the brute
his wing flap against my face
why am I in this place!?
my sword comes down in a crash
he had no time to dash
now he’s dead and I must leave
but the man grabs my sleeve
and dances a little jig
and tells me that the world’s no to big
I give hugs and say goodbye
never shall these memories die
when back at my palace
I spoke my name aloud
Copyright © Ashley Last | Year Posted 2013
Sleep my love, sleep.
Rest your head on my breasts
and place yourself into my keep.
Then, dream us on a mighty quest.
To a land where dragons exist.
Where we can run through mystical forests,
as we chase unicorns through the mist.
Then, on pretty balloons will float, I promise.
As through the marsh we must flee.
Toward evil knights guarding the keep,
where the buried treasure is we seek.
Before we escape on the murmuring seas.
Sleep my love, sleep.
Close your eyes and spread your wings.
There is no reason for you to weep,
for in your dreams you are king.
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Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2014
From the moment your foot first touched the ball
The look on your face said it all.
This is what you were born to do.
Growing up, you would continue to play, you just knew
Soccer wouldn't be ready for you.
Year passed, and so did you, as you became a star.
The training you've had would take you far.
How far you asked? Championship Game, here you came.
With a minute left, you shot the ball hard and upset.
But luckily, Whoosh! The ball exploded into the net.
Copyright © Sydney Bates | Year Posted 2015
As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.
Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013
"The Glass Slipper"
I was waiting for a glass slipper
For my prince in shining armor
to take me away from my sorrow
into my happily ever after.
I sat around wishing on stars;
Kissing frogs wherever I went;
Dropping coins in wishing wells;
Waiting for true love's kiss.
It was only after he never came
that I realized what it all meant.
Magic is not naturally present,
but created through love for another
I did not encounter magic until I looked in my daughter's eyes;
Did not get my fairy-tale until I worked toward a better life.
I learned happily ever after does not exist,
not in the way we imagine.
It does not mean princes balls, and perfect hair,
but the feeling of fulfillment that follows
a life well spent caring for others
and pursing the dreams we had hoped to achieve
So don't be like me.
Do not wait for your prince to come for you.
Create your own happy ending
and I promise it will come true.
Copyright © Serena Mott | Year Posted 2014
Fifteen days of living I blew bubbles
Bubbles pearlescent in the sun
In hope and love I blew you bubbles
Ephemeral, floating, glorious sun loved bubbles.
In my act of creation, exhale air
Life held close in the bubbles
Uh-whoo, uh-whoo, here’s life to live
I blew you bubbles for you to catch.
Leap and snatch we played bubbles
Bubbles so airy we can hold and spray
A bubbly world of shimmery beings
Floating in the wind of our wake.
And at the end of the pliant and fun filled day
We dreamed of bubbles, leaping for bubbles
Watery, airy bubbles floating, flaring and caught
and held within our hand a bubble, a bubble smashed.
And oh how silly we seemed to break our play
Open up our hand, find within a pearl
A soft shimmery white pearl of life
And let it fly away, in the breeze, like our dream, free.
Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2013
There once was a boy named Paul Revees
who wanted to sail all of the deep, blue seas.
It is all he talked about most of the time
be it at home, or in school and even in the
He dreamed of it in the night and knew someday
to the sea he would take flight.
Paul finished school and a shipbuilder he became
and off to sea he went when the ship was named.
He sailed the seas and through the years he kept notes,
as he lived happily ever after on his ship named,
The Happy Boat.
Copyright © Sharon Gulley | Year Posted 2014
Can't a man dream
On things that bring
Why should not his
Ever be reality?
©2014 Honestly JT
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2014
Marshmallow cotton candy clouds drift on by
In the vast azure skies so blue
I dream each night that I can fly
And I’m looking down on you
With gossamer wings I’d float on the breeze
Whilst the man in the moon winks an eye
I’d land on the top of lollipop trees
Oh I love looking down from the sky
I can see Rudolph and the other reindeer graze
On clouds of carrots and sweet mince pies
Santa would tell me of his pre Christmas days
Before he goes flying high in the skies
Snow coloured storks have babies to deliver
Now I’ve seen them here so I know it’s true
Babies are wrapped in blankets so they don’t shiver
Before they are delivered down on earth to you
I eat pie in the sky from a rainbow coloured dish
The silver lining of clouds keep me warm
Everywhere the eye can see is filled with flying fish
And pink fluffy pigs fly around in a swarm
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Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016
written 7th May 2013
Time for a nap
said the cat
Time to play
said the puppy, his tail waved
Time for class
did you hear the bell teacher asked
Time for tea, called mum
why, your're always last young son!
Time for bed, dad called
all went quiet down the hall
Brush your teeth, yelled mum
finally, tucked in tight
All dreamed peacefully, till sunlight
Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013
I can act insane
But DO NOT
Make me feel worthless
I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation
Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee
I can act like an
Adult, but I’d
Prefer to have joy…
That piles upon us in our
Being childlike is
A rare beauty –
No one prizes it…
No one came across it…
In this lifetime…
I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine
Renew my young heart
Give me the ability
To kill the old man…
I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs
By my future generation
I beg of you –
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy
I’ll still have pieces of a child in me
And pass it on to my future generation…
Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2013
I Love the elderly
so full of history
I love my generation
who kept me a mystery
I love the children
who's future, now bright
for I have died for them
to capture the light
for i understand
pain more than ever
once I released it
the anger got better
as it went away from the people
and into my music
without a single
reason to prove it
without a reason
to let Love's light in
I didn't, it found me
and lesser I sin
God and my father
both let me know
it would all be okay
so very long ago
even tho the road
would be full of pricks
even back then I'd tell them
you can all suck my dick.
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013
When midnight's velvet blanket
Is draped across the sky,
With wisps of cloud too thin to shroud
The star shine from your eye,
Pause a while to wonder
The things those stars have seen
Whilst drifting through the darkness
As you lay your head to dream.
Copyright © Rufus Reed | Year Posted 2013
this is there day to play
when it comes this way
the kids have plans
to build a stand
KIDS AND SNOW MAN
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2014
its her stuff
raise from dust
get you there she must
no get decuss
for your sucess
you can bet
is her theme
mabe you think she is mean
MOTHER KIDS DREAM
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2012