Playground of imagination

One day my mom, dad and me,
went to a beach, down by the sea.
In the sand, I carved a bed,
where I lay, my tired head.
As I looked up, into the sky,
white magic carpets, drifted by.
As they moved, their shape did change,
into the wonderous, or very strange.
I could see there, many a face,
both a dog and cat, in a race.
A race to a point, a certain spot,
then they joined and they were not.
As they joined, they changed again,
never to stay, very long the same.
I could see islands, full of castles,
funny hats, made with lots of tassels.
A frosted king, with a crown of white,
airplanes with one wing, on a flight.
A flying horse, a witch on a broom,
a big scratched door, going into a room.
Cups and saucers, and alphabet soup,
sometimes it looked like, gobbledy goop.
I saw birds, with big long noses,
fire engines, and water hoses.
Pretty ladies, in silk and lace,
an ugly old man, with a dirty face.
I closed my eyes and started to dream,
of white angel cake with lots of ice cream.
A drop of rain, fell on my cheek,
so I openned one eye, to take a peek.
There in the sky, over my sand bed,
was a huge white dragon, with one eye in his head.
He looked so sad, with just one eye,
that’s where the tear fell, from the sky.
I closed my eyes, then openned them wide,
for he had turned his head and was trying to hide.
As I watched in wonder, like magic he switched,
into a rabbit, with a big nose that twitched.
Now I’m at home, and gaze out the window,
I see clouds in the sky, and I now know.
What I see, is really a dream in my head,
like when I sleep, with my head on my bed.
I can dream of magic, white carpets in the sky,
and make anything I want, float quietly by.

© Wayne Paton. 2007.

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