Dream

女兒八歲時作的“詩"  😊

Dreams

All sorts of dreams,

Weeps and beams.

A cake full of smooth, white cream,

Or a long, flowing stream.

Wearing cool, blue jeans,

Or watching a movie on a thousand screens.

Mending others’ wooden boat,

Or sleeping on the back of a goat.

One minute something touches you,

And the other you are full of glue.

You think you are eating at the fair,

But it is just a mouth of air.

Growing a plant without soil,

But instead putting it in foil.

A whisper becomes a wail,

Your two feet turn into a tail.

Finding some hidden treasure,

Giving the whole world pleasure.

Eating a fruit that triggers,

Then seeing tons of Tiggers.

You see an incredible sight,

But you don’t know if it’s on your left or right.

In dreams, you can see anything,

There is no use guessing.

It’s full of imagination,

And indeed a celebration.