Dreams

In my dreams
I can do anything.
I can dance to the tune of a magic harp.
I can find a magic song to sing.

I can climb on the back of a flying horse,
And fly over a crystal clear sea.
Then we'll launch into the fluffy, white clouds,
And count all the stars we can see.

Then we'll dive to a magical forest
With giant spiders in the trees.
We'll swoop down to a peaceful field
And listen to the music in the breeze.

Then a unicorn trots into the clearing,
Singing a soft, sweet tune.
I fall asleep listening to the song,
And wake up in my own bedroom.