DAYDREAMS
On the cool green grass I laze
basking in the warm sunrays,
dreaming oft of yesterdays.
Barefoot in the hills I'd run,
soaking up the summer sun,
free and wild, when I was young.
The clean scent of the sand pines,
the place the deer-trail unwinds,
the thorny blackberry vines,
exploring crystal clear streams,
casting for catfish and bream
living out my childish dreams,
these are the thoughts that I keep
while lying nearly asleep,
on the banks of waters deep.
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DAYDREAM DELIGHT
Treasures deep and treasures small,
Within his eyes I find them all.
Each shadow dancing on his face,
Daydream
I watch as your eyes
Climb slowly to the sky
To the stars
That blink at us like lazy autumn fireflies
The rustling leaves
Remind
Daydreams.
Often in a quiet time I let my mind drift,
To places that I've never gone;
Dreaming dreams of great heroic deeds,
Mid-day drift
Mid-day
lost in a daze.
Dosing off,
into a haze.
A dream, so surreal,
an escape of reality.
Vivid, with control
fantasy
I see
I see a sky
I see a tree
I see a person, running with me
We are both about to fly
Setting our two dreams together, forever
I
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