Dreams Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Snow falling oh so white, don't
know what I'll dream tonight. Maybe
I'll be Cinderella at the ball, or maybe
I'll be gazing out of a window from a
castle, way too tall. Or maybe on a
cloud I'll drift away, back into yesterday.
Where Mommy and Daddy held my
hand, while down by the river I'd be
playing in the sand. Our own magical
lands. Underneath the suns golden
rays, back when I thought those days
would stay. And nothing would ever
change. Love was love, and in our
hearts it'd always remain. Or maybe
I'll dream one of those dreams where
as I'm falling, I scream. Or maybe I'll
wake and find you, and you'll make
all my dreams come true...