Dreams
As your eyes flutter and your breathing slows,
Teddy bear clasped in your hand,
You hop on a beautiful train
To a mystical, enchanted land.
You step down on cloud steps
And think, “Is this actually real?”
Your breathing stops, and your eyes pop open;
Shock is what you feel.
Ladies dance in pink silk dresses,
And their skin looks so fair
While they talk and laugh with the wind
And ribbons twirl in their hair.
They fly over rainbows.
They glide over streams.
They dance on and on—
Forever, it seems.
You can ride on an eagle,
You can wish on a star,
And joy fills your body
Wherever you