The Dream Girl

Back from a day as hectic and bleak,

I quickly slipped into a deep sleep,

And into my cheery world of dreams.

 

My world was a sunshiny garden,

The colourful blooms, oh how I fancied!

The fruity pops, so very candied.

I could break into a dance, 

On a busy walk.

And fly and touch that cloud,

In a not so busy sky.

And sing unmelodiously loud,

Amongst the very busy passers-by.

I could go pluck them

The stars

When I got bored with the mundane!

Or take a ride till the Mars

Sleeeep?

Who would care anyway,

When the dream was real.

Just then,

Heard a sound piercing the air

Shreiikk..guess it was the alarm squeal!

And I think I was back into the actual reality.