Dream World

A wistful longing for what lives within the realm of fantasy, to cross into the realm of reality.

 

 

 

June 22, 1991

I look into the blue sky and see Pegasus

soaring on silver wings.

I walk in the forest green and a snow white

Unicorn is at my side.

I sit upon the sandy shore and gaze at a

Mermaid who's combing her golden hair.

I stand on a mountaintop and listen to the

songs of the Dragonfolk.

For all I wish to be and the dreams within me,

I find the world to be a magical place.

Reviews

[Tammy]

Nice work...

[Kittybell]

its ok...you might want to redo your breaks in the poem... i dont think it made much sence the way you seperated your lines.