Dreamland Poem by Shaun Cronick
Dreamland
There's a place crafting children's dreams,
To be found to the left of heaven.
A magical site which never shuts,
Always open twenty four, seven.
When good souls float up to heaven,
They pass these dreams feeling glad.
For every one, once dreamt them,
As youngsters the best they ever had.
These dreams seeking sleeping children,
Each one finding a child as planned.
These dreams are wishes to come true,
All affectionately made at Dreamland.
Lovely children's poem Shaun...a delightful read indeed! I fancy taking a trip to Dreamland. It sounds a lot better than BoJo land or should that be Creepy Cummings land, , , as I think the latter is perhaps the real power behind the throne so to speak. I digress once again. It's a fantasy poems are fab inspired five from me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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When good souls float up to heaven, They pass these dreams feeling glad. For every one, once dreamed them, As youngsters the best they ever had.