I'M Always Dreaming Poem by Terry Donovan

I used to tell my friends at school
Our garden had a swimming pool
And flowers like they'd never seen,
A fountain and a bowling green,
Trees weighed down with big ripe pears
That I could reach and pick upstairs.

They used to really envy me,
Outspoken in their jealousy,
And wished that they could say the same
And I would shrug, say 'What a shame! '

Then after school we'd say goodbye,
I'd take the low road, they the high
And Toby, waiting by the shack
Would wag his tail to see me back.

I'd stroke him and survey the farce
Of two square yards of waist-high grass,
A broken pram, a two-wheeled trike,
A one-time fence, a rusty spike.

I'd have my tea, go out again
And play with Toby in the lane
Until it started getting dark.
I'd go back in and he would bark.

Then he'd lie down and sleep instead
When he knew I was off to bed.
I'd close my eyes with great delight
To dream the dream I dreamed each night.

I'd go outside. Wow! This is cool!
The handyman has cleaned the pool,
The water's clear as crystal glass,
I'd throw my clothes down on the grass
Then in I'd jump - and Toby, too.
We'd swim together all day through.

Every night that filled my head.
And every night I wet the bed.