Dreams

It slowly rises into the air,

To brush my wings, caress my hair.

It sprinkles me with watered lips

To bid goodnight with a loving kiss.

Somehow it lulls me off to sleep

With it's endless music, endless sheep.

Invites me to dreamland now and then

Upon a time and time again.

Dragons, fairies, mermaids, too!

Castles with lots for me to do.

Sadly, my dreams aren't like this.

Dreams like these, indeed I miss.

But the morning comes with a golden smile.

I haven't seen one like this in a while.

It greets me again, with the wink of it's eye.

The rain is gone, the grass is dry.

And the silver lining of imagination,

Takes over the world of God's creation.

During the day, and certainly night,

Girls and boys dreams their dreams just right.

Author's Note

it's a very childish poem but at the same times it's very empty and cold. reviews would be greatt :)

Reviews

[KatiePie]

The flow of this reminded me of "The Night Before Christmas" maybe that's whyit feels childish to you? The whole piece is beautifully written and I admire poemslike this because they have just the right amount of passion to give the reader that feeling that hot cocoa does.Gorgeous work. :)

[JENY]

Nice ….
Sweet as a sweet dream….
Liked it…

[Zoe]

And the silver lining of imagination,
Takes over the world of God's creation.

these lines were great.