Your Dreams

I'm wondering what you're dreaming of

Is it somewhat fascinating you

When you see the heavenly mountain range

And smell its morning dew

Or maybe you at at the carnival

Riding the rides full of excitement and joy

Having the greatest and brightest smile

While trying to win that special toy

Could you be at a picnic with friends and family

Having a blast and great fun

Even during the potato sack race

When everyone said you jumped the gun

I'm still wondering though

But there's only one thing to do

I'll just lay down

Kiss your eyes

And finally join you

Reviews

[Karen]

This reminds me of the questions I ask about my 3-year-old son, whether he dreams of the excitement of his life or the love he gets from so many; are they warm and fuzzy; and sometimes, when he smiles, I cuddle up beside him and wish I can somehow see what he seems and smile in my sleep. Beautifully written poem!

[Shanna Bryant]

Thank you so much. I had fun writing it!

[ron]

Very romantic...................

[Shanna Bryant]

Why thank you so much!

[ron]

You are very welcome.