What Dreams Are Made Of
The land of sleep, a place where dreams are true,
Is full of goblins, witches, wizards, elves,
With fairies, dragons, giants, unicorns,
Enchanted castles, dungeons, lakes and woods.
From monsters swimming in the deepest seas,
To dripping charnel houses, spooks and ghosts,
They vanish when we open up our eyes,
Just like she leaves my arms.
For Kim’s What Dreams Are Made Of contest, 28th July
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2012
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