A Lovely Little Daydream
A Garden Dreamy
I often dream a sweet little daydream,
of a garden dreamy . . .
A lush woodland place with a flowing stream,
up above are drifting clouds like ice cream;
a realm of floating bees and butterflies,
a paradise of birds songs and plumage;
where green tree leaf frogs sing me lullabies,
taking me back to my childhood age;
and I am a little weepy . . .
Then a little girl stands in a sunbeam!
A sweet girl who left me one winter day,
and her name is Suzanne . . .
She takes me by the hand and giggles gay,
among painted daisies and snowdrops we play;
I was so shy and she was always wild,
we weave in and out of the tall yarrow;
a bouquet of posies, from a lovely child,
then, Suzanne is fading to a shadow;
I dream whenever I can . . .
I daydream this dream that will always stay!
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January 18, 2017
Poetry/Verse/A Lovely Little Daydream
Copyright Protected, ID 17-8867-022-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Screwed XV
sponsor, Rob Carmack
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