She was a girl

And she dreamed a dream

While listening to reality in a song

A story of great joy

 A new toy from a time long ago

Oh, how she wondered and imagine!

Of a time present lived not by her

So real, she felt the thoughts

And for a little while, so alone

She was a part of, Yes! She was living in that other world

It was good

She was free

For just a little while

 

Then she woke and opened her eyes

The dream vanish’d

 

Long forgotten, the Dream past

The girl grew as the days and years passed

Innocence and virtue she learnt was learned

But the magic spell of the Dream lingered in darkness

In the back of mind

 

Wandering alone one blissful afternoon

She came upon a wondrous place that smelled of the forest floor

Umbrellas of branches, wispy, wistful gave her great cause for joy as bright sunbeams breached the dense

 

A grove encountered, she lay on the offering of slumber

So she slept

 

And she dreamed a dream

It felt so real and it was good and she was free

And for a while, just a little while

She lived within a song surrounded by notes flashing like Fire Fly Faeries

In the very same world she dreamed she lived a long time ago

 

She was happy

A found friend lost in false, fictitious fiction

Hallucination in fantasy fascination

 

“I never want to leave this place”, she decreed

 

Then she woke and opened her eyes

The dream, vanish’d