A Dream

Outside my window these is a tree Which is a symbol of only me As I looked at the water Where the milk mans daughter Was wiggling her toes into neat little rows I saw the guard dog dressed fireman’s wear And from the chimney the smoke did stare The flowers sat my window’s ledge And painted their faces and danced to the edge While the ants marched to the drummers beat And the grass withered in the summers heat From the top of a willow a sparrow spoke And the cat laughed at the squirrels joke I felt a stirring upon my face My heart was beating at quite a pace It was then I felt a gentle poke And so it was that I then awoke!!!