In My Dreams

I've been to Africa;
Chad, and Niger.
To America; Chile.
Which is not much bigger.

I can go anywhere
When I'm asleep.
I write down all my dreams
So my journeys I can keep.

I've been far to Indonesia
And further yet to China.
But when I think of home,
There's nowhere to be finer.


~Written in 2001, when I was twelve~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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