Where I Come From

11:50 AM 01 Oct. 2014 I come from the land of midnight dreams Where nothing is exactly as it seems Black is white and white is blue A hat is a pot and a glove a shoe The frogs have wings and fly high in the sky And the clouds are ponds filled with fish beautiful to the eye The horses run free and people pull the load A prince when kissed turns into a toad Where flowers sing While church bells ring Trees live on and never die Where food comes free and the favorite is pie Good is always good and evil is never found Where the land has no fences because its all free ground Where poems like this go on and on In everyday speak and everyday song