When I am on a high wire ready to break <br />A throttle stuck in high <br />I look up to the sky and see the billowing clouds floating by <br />And sail away into a day dream <br /> <br />Into a field of wild flowers <br />On a blanket on the ground <br />Imagining the clouds are my flying carpet <br />Carrying me to a world far away <br /> <br />Soaring with the eagles <br />Seeing angels wings <br />Sliding down a rainbow <br />And back to earth I go <br /> <br />Gently landing back to reality <br />Breathing a deep sigh <br />And all is well <br />Till the next cliff hanger arrives <br /> <br />And then off to the clouds <br />Into a field of wild flowers <br />On a blanket on the ground <br />Imagining the clouds are my flying carpet <br />Carrying me to a world far away<br /><br />Patricia Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-dreaming/
