There's A Place Poem by Edwina Reizer

There's a place I've dreamed of many times,
a place where I belong.
I'm comfortable to feel it in a dream
like a lark that sings her song.

I ventured there unabashed
and made my song be heard
In hopes that you would meet me
and your senses would be stirred.

Dreams are dreams and when I wake
I lose them instantly.
Oh that I could keep them alive
for all of eternity.

I'd be as happy as that lark
that sang inside my dream.
Nevermore would I quiet my song
or try to change the scene.