If life <br />is just a game <br />then i can dance <br />in the trees like a bird <br />and conquer the sun with song <br />and keep on drinking <br />the smell of the rain <br />while the clouds are losing sleep <br />moving in between dreams <br />like it is all spun out <br />by an imaginary girl<br /><br />gregory collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-before-fields/
