Day Dream
The hour’s pass and time goes on,
As I sit upon my lawn,
The sun goes down the moon will rise,
As I still gaze up at the skies,
With thoughts of joy and happiness,
Of things that I don’t want to miss,
I think about the day gone by,
I wonder yes, I wonder why,
The people of this day and time,
Seem to just let this joy go by?
To sit and think of happy things,
Of all the joys that thought can bring,
If people only had the time,
I wouldn’t need to write this rhyme,
I think that I’m the only one,
That sits and thinks till day is done,
I won’t forget my dreamy days,
I love them in so many ways,
I hope that I will always see,
The importance of a daydream.
~Mary
 KibaLover64 · Thu Oct 05, 2006 @ 01:19am · 4 Comments |
