...in my world, the books would be nothing but pictures...

Sunday, April 25, 2010

i was a little girl

alone in my little world





who dreamed of a little home for me...
i played pretend between the trees


and feed my house guest bark and leaves and laughed in my pretty bed of greens.



i had a dream.


that i could fly


from the highest swing


i had a dream.


long walks in the dark


through woods grown behind the park i asked god who i'm suppose to be

the stars smiled down at me,


God answered in silent reverie


I said a prayer and fell asleep.


i had a dream


that i could fly


from the highest swing



i had a dream.

now i'm old and feeling grey,





and i don't know what to say,

about this life I'm willing to leave,

I lived it full, I lived it well,



as many tales i live to tell


i'm ready now, i'm ready now,


to fly from the highest wing....




i had a dream.





























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