In My Dream

Walking up te steps,

To the amazingly shiny lights,

They blind my dear dear sight,

And this becomes not relity,

But a dream.

 

I smell the smoke sourrounding the air,

My arm touchd the railing, so could and bare,

I carry on walking up the steps,

I reach the top and stare,

Th croud shout.

 

I hear my name bein called,

I take one foot and move it onto the stage,

Electric runs through my veins,

And I scream.

 

The thrill of the moment excite me,

Such a thrill,

To be able to stand still here,

And in my dream... I sing.

Author's Note

I wrote this when I was 7 haha

Reviews

[TLK]

Quiet a vivid imagination of the reality of being on stage. Some thought went into this.