The clouds part and the day breaks,
The sun spreads warmth on your face
Birds sing a tune that excites your ear
Like deer the melody prances
Majestically through your dreams.
Your body begins to feel the cool breeze
Your living in your own reality
Yet, you feel your not in reality
This sensation fills you mind
You realize your really in your mind
The light comes from the window
It burns the crust off your eyes
Allowing you to open them
And come to believe that its real.
You leave your imagination behind
You'll come back for it in time.
As hard as rock it is to say.
"Good Morning" its time to start your day