A dream is a memory, <br />Made from the heart. <br />Made from energy, <br />Right from the start. <br /> <br />Where dragons sleep, <br />And faeries fly. <br />In mountains deep, <br />And in the sky. <br /> <br />Gardens of flowers, <br />Short and tall. <br />Full of powers, <br />For not one, but all. <br /> <br />The beauty there I cannot describe, <br />For it's forever moving with the changing tide.<br /><br />Ciara Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-599/
