Dream Weaving

Weaving dreams that the darkness never touches.

I'll weave you a dream
Of fanciful things.
Carousel horses
And pigs with wings.

I'll give you the moon,
Her Earth, and the stars;
Later we shall go dancing
With the rams on Mars.

I cannot stop the Sun
From creeping through the shades.
As the light touches your dreams
All of this will unravel away.

But do not fear this is the end,
Tonight it will start as it began.
Woven from dreams and lovely things,
So, until we meet again.

Author's Note

I wrote this for an admirer of my art.