Sometimes when I look into the deep blue skies,
I dream of tomorrow and days gone by
I float across the oceans of the bright fluffy clouds,
Tip toe across raindrops; try not to make a sound
Shout from the heavens and dance with the stars,
Hang out on Saturn and dream about Mars
I whisper sweet nothings to the man in the moon
and slowly drift off with hopes to return soon
Dreams always makes this life pleasing.It is really works as an energy drink.Simple and very cute poem.thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just read this poem and it was as if I was there with you in your mind when you wrote it. Maybe its because I live in Michigan also. It's a wonderful poem..........your friend in poetry.......Roger