To Dark Eyes Dreaming

Dedicated to Zilpha Keatley Snyder author of a poem by the same name, I will print it here. Dreams go fast and far these days. They go arrayed in lights or In the dust of stars. Dreams, these days, go fast and far. Dreams are young, these days, or very old, They can be black or blue or gold. They need no special charts, nor any fuel. It seems, only one rule applies, to all our dreams- They will not fly except in open sky. A fenced-in dream will die. From the Random House Book of poetry for children. Tonight make sweet dreams fly. Across your vast spinning creation Slumber at peace, bubbly and rare Magic becomes builder's sigh. Building becomes your sation- Life and dark eyes are fair Swim on orcas, surf as fins Split the starfires in embers, hun. Tomorrow holds your dreams there! By Doris Culverhouse in dedication to Zilpha Snyder