Strange Dream
There are so many ways that I can win
Figuring it out just seems hard
After a little bit of rubbing my chin
I look to the sky as I turn a card
And see a bright burning shard
It seems to be coming this way
Faster and faster it falls
I know I will die if I stay
I duck behind one of the walls
As it crashes through beach balls
I slowly rise for a peek
To see where it is at
Heat does not touch my cheek
I see a fleeing cat
As I take off my hat
The object sits there hovering
Before my curious eyes
One with strange metal covering
Why did it fall from the skies
Is it here for a prize
Then I see it opening up
And bright light blinds me
As I hear a fleeing pup
Then I look up and see
A creature tall as a tree
It raises and waves it's hand
And I feel dizzy in the head
I fall on my back in the sand
Fuzzyness then starts to spread
Before I wake up in my bed
Copyright © James Cottrell | Year Posted 2015
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