I want to walk outside, <br />feel the grass beneath my feet, <br />before taking my place, <br />on the wooden seat, <br />i imagine myself riding bareback, <br />on a wild white horse, <br />feeling the wind in my hair, <br />as we complete the imaginary course, <br />i picture my hair hanging, <br />in sweet little curls, <br />galloping fast, <br />without a care in the world, <br />then suddenly my dream is shattered, <br />and im bought back down to earth, <br />and i think of what you have done to me, <br />and what was it really worth? ? ! !<br /><br />Emma Jane Rae<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-dreamer-6/
