My Strange Land Poem by Tamsin Burnett

I hold the memory of us in my hand
and drift away to a distant land
Candy trees and sherbet sand
As I hold the memory in my hand

I close my eyes and drift away
to a better happier day
A day when I could laugh away
The demons of this darker day

I drift away in a sea of dreams
where nothing is quite as it seems
Purple dragons, childhood dreams
Nothing quite as it seems

I embrace the strange new sights
flying candy Christmas lights
It's okay these child like sights
Fireworks explode in bright white light

In my head things are strange
reality is not in range
where everything is fine yet, strange
Gumballs on the firing range

I wish I could understand
Take you to this distant land
where I live each day now understand
Don't be scared of me in my strange land.