Sweet Dreams - Poem by Cabaline xxx
Lying in bed I can drift off,
into an exciting or relaxing new world.
I can swim to the very bottom,
of the worlds deepest oceans.
I can stand triumphantly at the peak,
of the worlds tallest mountains.
I can soar through the air,
like the might falcon.
I can wander, meander,
like a playful river.
In the space of a few hours,
I can be hunter, explorer, astronaut.
I can do anything and everything,
without leaving my bed.
Dreams- a safe haven,
from the outside world.
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