Hidden Sister Poet Narrative

My Dreams

I dream in color with vivid detail
I travel and run and chase
But my favorite dreams I love to have 
Are the dreams where I can fly
I take off slowly and soar thorough the rooms 
Fast or slow as I want
I can fly outside from a slow takeoff
And I glide and weave without thought
When I awake from these dreams I smile and think
Oh I flown through the night
How exciting it was to breeze through the sky
I wish I could duplicate that
I wonder if others who fly in their dreams enjoy it as much as I
It's hard to explain the feeling I get while dreaming 
I'm able to fly.

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Painted Hunter August 22, 2013 at 1:58 PM Yep, I love to fly in dreams too, though I don't have them as much as I used to. How's Coloradeee? P.S...I can never go quite fast enough when I'm flying. How bout you? Hidden Sister August 22, 2013 at 8:34 PM Yes I do fly slowly, I think it's so I can see more. J