Dreamworld

A poem about dreams

Dreamworld

Oh blissful night descend on me
and take me to your valleys deep,
where I can romp in autumn leaves
and dance all day in daffodils.
Where fairies come to play with me
and show me wonders, all for free.
Purple skies and peppermint trees,
tangerine grass and scarlet seas.

Where I ride bare-back, in flowery fields,
upon a snow white unicorn.
With jewelled horn and golden hoof,
he gallops through this magic land;
where rainbow birds swoop overhead,
and fishes flash like silvery darts
in waters warm and crystal clear,
while gentle winds caress my cheeks.

Oh mystic land, place of my dreams,
where I am free of mortal cares;
where I can see and do such things,
can be whate’er I wish to be.
See sights unseen in waking life,
be hero, child, or fairy bright,
sail oceans wide and cross the sky,
and still be home by morning light.