Dreaming
Dreams to me, are like Fairytales,
Where nothing can't be done.
Laying your head on the pillow mean the adventure's just begun!
The world is swirling around you,
From darkness into light,
And suddenly you're someone else but, to you it feels alright!
Then you're lost in a world of colors,
Where nothing has to be real.
And all that matters is what you're seeing and what you really feel.
There's a fantasy around you,
Like you're acting a part in a play,
And nothing will ever seem different, until you wake up the next day.
The Dream that had once been vivid,
That was vibrant and great to behold,
Now slowly slips from your memory, never again to be told.
Michaela Labit
1 comment:
I love it Michaela!
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