Sometimes I lie in bed and dream
Of summers' vanilla kiss
And of fields of colours
As cotton fluff drifts beside
The racing iridescent bubbles

Sometimes I remember
The soft sway of orange and yellow leaves
As they spiral through moss-smell
and sunbeams in fall

And sometimes I laugh
When I think about the sparkling sugar
And sharp bite of snow
As I tumble into the house for cocoa,
bright-eyed and exhausted

But sometimes I search for tomorrow
The soft green bursting
Around splashes of rainbow fairy hats,
Dusting the sky with the smell of happiness
And shimmery yellow sun drops dancing
Over hazy parks

And sometimes I watch
The cotton- fluff clouds float by
And breathe the clean smell of wild waterfalls and icecream,
To the distant music of bumble bees
And laughter
And sometimes I smile
And dream
And let the sun warm my face
Until the blackberry brambles
Whisper my name to the breeze