Golden Day Dreaming

Golden Day Dreaming

A Poem by MrKnowAll

He sat down on the chair ,
careful he was in that motion,
treated the chair as if it was his sacred temple.

With resistance his eyes closed,
and there he sat
day dreaming of the past.

He dreamed of all the past and all he gained,
and dreamed of his youth time and his adult time.

Then he woke up,
tired of all the day dreaming,
recognized his situation and decided to go back again.

© 2013 MrKnowAll


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being lost in a day dream not a bad place to be lost in
like how you have him snap out of it look around and then go back gain*)
title is nice
thank you for sharing

Posted 11 Years Ago


MrKnowAll

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much. Sometimes I find daydreaming a wonderful gift!

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