A Magical Dream
I dreamed a dream of a magical place,
it was an enchanted forest dark green;
oh, a sweet butterfly just kissed my face,
and brilliant wildflowers sway and dance with grace,
a fish jumps in a pond leaving no trace,
I love my dream of a forest serene.
I dreamed a dream of a magical place;
it was an enchanted forest dark green.
I love my dream of a forest serene,
and within the trees waits my childhood horse;
last time I saw Razzle I was sixteen,
I let go of all that's happened between,
and embrace with love this unfolding scene,
my sweet horse is soft and in places coarse.
I love my dream of a forest serene;
and within the trees waits my childhood horse.
My sweet horse is soft and in places coarse,
and we are soaring in and out of trees;
I am letting go of all my remorse,
and music is playing from some far source,
I stand in a meadow with a wind force,
and weeping sad tears I fall to my knees.
My sweet horse is soft and in places coarse;
and we are soaring in and out of trees.
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February 17, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/A Magical Dream
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1217-945-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted into Strand Choice Contest
sponsor, Brian Strand
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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