Do you dream of going on an adventure?
Do tales of wandering haunt your dreams
While you rest from days monotony?
Do you yearn to roam ‘neath strange star beams?
As a child, did you tame dragons fierce
-and with a wooden sword battle trolls?
Or dance with the fairies by the brook
That with the voice of the sea calls.
At dusk, when you grew weary at last,
And the stars came out for their high dance,
Did you wonder what lies behind them
As you left for home in a sleepy trance.
And in your sweet dreams you did venture far-
To the land behind the firefly skies.
There you were cloaked in the dust of your dreams.
And when you woke, you trailed fireflies.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 3:16 PM UTC
Do you dream of going on an adventure?
Do tales of wandering haunt your dreams
While you rest from days monotony?
Do you yearn to roam ‘neath strange star beams?
As a child, did you tame dragons fierce
-and with a wooden sword battle trolls?
Or dance with the fairies by the brook
That with the voice of the sea calls.
At dusk, when you grew weary at last,
And the stars came out for their high dance,
Did you wonder what lies behind them
As you left for home in a sleepy trance.
And in your sweet dreams you did venture far-
To the land behind the firefly skies.
There you were cloaked in the dust of your dreams.
And when you woke, you trailed fireflies.
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