Closed eyes, <br />Quiet thoughts, <br />Brought forth <br />By a heart's yearning; <br />The longing for <br />Carefree days and <br />Long nights <br />Filled with love and <br />Laughter. <br />Sometimes a tear <br />No travesty <br />Should this be. <br /> <br />Dreams woven of <br />Fantacies, <br />Where <br />Fluffy pillows allow you <br />To steal away <br />To lands of pink and azure blue skies, <br />Where lies don't exist and <br />Love is warm and real; where <br />Feelings race with the <br />Tide of gentle water falls, <br />That never splash but <br />Trickle... <br /> <br />Where buttercups and butterflies prance, <br /> and <br />Knights of any color do rush in, <br />With swords ablaze, <br />With time to swoop you and <br />The glass slipper up, <br />Lost by Cinderella; <br />One size fitting all. <br /> <br />Where rabbits substitute for mice, <br />Where the couch really is a pumpkin, <br />Of 14K solid gold, <br />Never changing. <br /> <br />Throw back your head and close your eyes <br />And journey to where you want to be... <br />But remember, you must return to the <br />World that is real; <br /> <br />For dreams are not one way tickets <br />To paradise, <br />You can only stay there for a while. <br />Fluffy clouds and peekaboo stars <br />Are a part of the scenario... <br /> <br />Take my advice, don't think about it twice... <br />The feeling is nice. <br />Dream on, <br />Dream on!<br /><br />Dorothy (Alves) Holmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-things-that-dreams-are-made-of/
