" In My Dreams"
As I lay me down to sleep.
Off to dream land without a peep.
Magic seems to fill the air.
As I dream that I am there.
Never have I seen such a place before.
As magical creatures come to the fore.
Unicorns so pure and white.
Disappear mysteriously out of sight.
I come to an opening and into a clear.
I see colourful gardens every where.
And up on a hill top , way up high,
A magical castle seems to touch the sky.
And off to my left , a water fall.
I hadn't really noticed before.
And strange little beings , with butterfly wings.
Flying about , and doing all sorts of things.
Through an archway and down a path.
A beautiful angel is playing a harp.
I come to some stairs , that seem painted in gold.
No one would believe me , if I ever told.
Up the stairs as I come to a door.
I knock once , twice , three times and four.
The door seem to open by it's self.
I tip-toe inside quiet and stealth.
Over by a window is a beautiful white bed.
All I can see , is the top of a head.
As I look around the room , a little bit more.
I see a beautiful white unicorn on a dresser draw.
And strange little beings with butterfly wings.
Hanging from the ceiling on pieces of string.
And over on a shelf , near the door.
Is the angel I thought I saw before.
And the castle that seem to touch the sky.
Is down on the floor , by the bedside.
What seems to appear before my eyes.
Is a room I recognize.
But am I awake , or , asleep.
As back in my room, I now creep.
Copyright © Brenda Ints | Year Posted 2007
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