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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Within my Dreams
[time] => 2003-06-18 00:45:00
[hometext] => Who wants to live in reality, when you've experienced fantasy.
[bodytext] => My favorite time of day is night When everyone’s in bed. I lay back on my pillow And rest my weary head. Night presses on my window With no stars to pin it back. Merciful sleep engulfs me Bringing me the peace I lacked. When I open my eyes once more My spirit’s in Dream Land. Beside my stands my friend, Who smiles and takes my hand. We walk beneath a cloudless sky ‘Midst flowers small and fair. Cheerful birds trill lovely songs And joy is in the air. All my fear and troubles, My sorrow and my pains The scars received throughout my life Vanish with my tearstains. My heart is filled with only joy, So pure, so fresh and sweet, Happiness flows through me, Every time my heart beats. A river, cold and sparkling bright Runs through the fields and trees. The forest whispers secrets, It’s tongue found by the breeze. We soon are joined by other friends We frolic and we play. And oh, I wish with all my heart That I was here to stay. We run all through the meadows, We splash through crystal streams We climb the tallest trees And try to catch sun beams. But as the dawn draws near Within reality, All my friends must leave once more And say farewell to me. My closest friend stays with me ‘Till the moment that I wake. And I know, due to a feeling That we won’t have long to wait. His eyes are filled with sadness, A window to his heart. He knows the same thing I do, We soon shall have to part. My heart is filled with sorrow ‘Cause I know what must now come. I’ll return to reality And face my troubles alone. The Dream World fades around me As I start to leave the place. Just before I wake I see His sad, but smiling face. I dread the very thought Of getting out of bed Just to face the world alone, I’d rather dream instead. The sun outside my window Is warm and shining bright, But I know of a better place With a much warmer light. A breeze blows through the trees outside Bending their branches lean, But I have known of a fairer wind And seen trees lovelier green. I must now, go through my day And fight my daily fight, But I shall go to a fairer place Within my dreams tonight. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 282 [topic] => 40 [informant] => DreamCatcher [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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