Wednesday, April 8, 2009

There are nights I lie awake
Tracing patterns in the air
Just before daylight breaks
Into a secret world I stare

Effortlessly I fly above
Dragons, angels, and lairs
Music only fairies sing of
Floats gently everywhere

Shimmering in the water
Swims crystal fish that talk
Over by the flowers there
Are elves who pick shamrocks

Chattering from above
Are playful stars that shine
Their brilliant rays of light
On all of God's design

This secret world I keep
Lays dormant in my mind
A sweet escape from sleep
My dreams lay undefined

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