Make believe dreams, do come true

pure, unadulterated bliss...

As joy seeps through, the words are left to linger
Describing how I feel inside is torturous and new
No words can accurately express how deliciously I feel
As if I were a child running free through the autumn leaves
Echoing the sound of crunchy corn flakes
Hysterical laughter filling the crisp, pure air
In the backyard of my make believe dreams
My soul sings with the birds in the trees
Tweedly dee- I am free
Tweedly do- I love you
If only I could grasp this and hold it tight
Like my pink teddy bear in the middle of the night- always there
Lock it in a jar with a little air
Fluttering, flying, glowing light in and around oh how I have found,
Purity in this sea of me and you
How I knew, oh how I knew
This would one day come to be true

Reviews

[Sarissari]

Oh dear god, I love this poem. The amount of work you put into this is outstanding. Reading this poem changed my day thank you.

[Wildecat]

This is a beautiful and well written poem, a pleasure to read your poetry.

[Wolfwind Words]

such sweet sound to my ears! I can hear this like a little diddy, on an old radio show. Making me sit back and sigh... then i am somewhere else, for my imagination has swept me away.
What a great poem!
It caught me up and took me fore a musical ride into wordly heaven!
Great Job!