Magic Carpet Ride- Visions of Childhood

I want to close my eyes and fantasize and take a magic carpet ride through all the white, fluffy cotton candy clouds I'll fly until I spy the trees, the flowers and land and listen to the ocean's rippling waves while my happy toes wriggle in its golden sands... on my magic carpet- soaring high up in the sky Let the child in me come out to play in that nudging bud of youth that still remains Etch its frolic deep within my heart so I will always remember the blushing rose petals that fall in May I always want to remember... the first ray of sunshine that starts my day like precious jewels of gold gleaming through windows in Heaven as it weaves hopes and dreams in my childlike play Let we walk with wonder through mystical forests And… peek through enchanted cottages along the way Oh Mother Earth restore my memories of your magical sacred ways that weaved their delicate threads throughout the gossamer fabric of my reveries as I re-write my stories in my grown up days Bring back to me your many ways Let me see all the colors of your rainbows Watch the clouds make playful images in the sky as I tumble and roll down grassy hills I'll pretend I have mighty eagles wings to fly then sleep soundly under the stars at night giggling peacefully in my dreams as I skim the tree tops and float upon a river blue and wide... on my wonderful magic carpet ride