Flashing out into fantasy, my imagination is set free. <br />I go into another time, another world and day dream. <br />My mind makes no sense to me, but still I love to dream. <br />I imagine the world is upside down, there is nothing but trees. <br />No cities, no beans, just upside down trees. <br />There are big animals with crayons and skis. <br />Also, big bugs that sing. <br />There is no criticism or harsh words because <br />every ones’ clothes are on backwards, <br />no one cares about their clothes being backwards. <br />They act as if they aren’t there. <br />Every one is care free <br />And they love to sing. <br />As the class bell rings I drift back into reality. I contemplate what my mind was thinking. <br />I sit and ponder; that this is how I want the world to be. Nothing but trees<br /><br />Stephanie Beyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trees-16/
