DREAM

A wonderland, a great escape
To float on the clouds feeling like a feather
Dwell on to believe in  imaginative self
Breathing calmly drifting into sleep


Dawns with a lullaby and ends with an alarm
Rising snore reaches the high crescendo
Engine whistling like  a loud thunder
Adds to the agony to those around
Rested and rejuvenated, wakes up from the sleep
Sleep so precious and valuable to me ... sr 

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