Day Dreamer
Where do I roam?
Well, mostly in my head.
Always the day dreamer,
drifting from sea to sea in my floaty mind.
I went on holiday
to a hot far away land.
We all had an amazing time,
but in my head I'm often still there.
I close my eyes,
and I can feel that warmth.
It wraps round me, not letting go.
I embrace those thoughts a lot.
Where do I roam?
Often on cloud nine.
But then sometimes dreams are better than reality.
Maybe it's the poet in me that makes my mind drift away?
By Emma Buckeridge
For the contest "I Roam"
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