Tuesday, February 25, 2014

My Magical Dream



I had a dream of golden lands
Green valleys, lakes and hills
Castles towers rising high above
Rainbows painted with nature's skills

Rays of golden sunshine drops
Painting earth with a golden hue
Waking up each and very flower
Chasing far away all the blues

Down to the ground the sun drops fall
Transforming into magical lakes
Mystical creatures floating along
Never sleeping always awake

They gather fluffy wisps of clouds
Weave them into magical boats
And off they go sailing along
Humming softly as they float

With a shrill whistle they call
All fairies and gnomes of the land
To join them in a merry ball
Where singing and dancing never ends

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