Wrapped up in my dreams, nothing can go wrong <br />Night is moonlit and the days are long <br />Thoughts are reality, my world is my own song, <br />And butterflies don’t get trapped in spiderwebs. <br />Indeed, nowhere can I see spiderwebs. <br /> <br />Trouble isn’t found in this dictionary <br />Smiles in this world are always stationary <br />Here I hide, with kittens and canaries. <br />Canaries that weave no spiderwebs. <br />Indeed, here I am free of spiderwebs. <br /> <br />My mind is a solid fortress, I retreat, <br />And the false quiet of it stills my quick heartbeat <br />Here I know what’s what, and all ends meet. <br />The corners here aren’t clogged with spiderwebs. <br />Indeed, here there can be no spiderwebs. <br /> <br />But… <br /> <br />How long can I maintain this concentration? <br />How long before pain obscures elation? <br />My train is fast approaching the end station. <br />And across my vision comes a spiderweb. <br />Indeed, despite all my efforts, a spiderweb.<br /><br />Sophia White<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spiderwebs/
