Drifting through a world where
imagination becomes real, in even the
slightest thought. Time stops everywhere
but continues for you and your friend.
Gnomes, flying carpets, wizards, talking
books, summer and winter living in harmony at
the same time, side by side.
Bravery is needed for every corner
passed or turned. Where is the sleeping Baby?
The house made so sweet? Under the
bucket maybe. Shall we call for defeat?
Let us sail away together a top
a rubber duck. The ocean made of
squished berries will carry us away.
Away to a place not to fear. One
that is not too far from here.
A place where marshmallows are rain and
rain is tears and tears are to be
glorified then fed you your fish.
Night arrives, washing its
darkness across the sky. There is no
moon; for, each star is a small, but
bright moon itself. They shine proudly
down on you and warm you heart.
You pull the blanket of snow
across you and fluff up a cloud for your
head. You gaze over at your friend
who has found sleep before you again.
"There is much wisdom to learn in life."
Talking mid-sleep you said.
"But for now I am content here in bed."