Dream

I hear the rain and feel the wind

It blows so slowly, it’s so kind,

And I just wish I could have wings.

I’d fly away as fast as light,

I’d cut through air and slide over the clouds,

I’d race the birds, and every night

I’d go to space and pick up a bouquet of stars.

…a plane flies by, I hear the sound,

But it’s so far, and fades away.

...it seems I’m not up in the sky,

But low and little, on the ground.

It’s cold outside, it makes me shake

The dream is gone,

I’m lying here wide awake.

Time doesn’t care, it just goes on.

| written in 2014