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.
Copyright © Hidden Sister | Year Posted 2013
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