Wistful Thoughts
Dreaming of castles in the sky
wishing that I could drop by
I could maybe learn to fly
Seeing unicorns passing
silvery coats glistening
as sun beams are shining
Leaping frogs croaking
at flies that are teasing
by merely swooping
Trees are slowly creeping
ashes and oaks are bowing
forest is breathing
Ah dreams escaping
each is speaking
leaving me wondering
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2024
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