Box of Dreams

for one short moment, I could close my eyes,
pretend it was me up on that stage
for one short moment, I was the one they applauded,
the one causing all the rage

my music pure sweetness to the ears,
creating visions limited only by
the imagination of the roaring crowd,
wondrous moment, makes one want to cry

I have often dreamed how that would feel,
to do the thing I love so much
one of several things in this box
wishing that I could find that special touch

I think everyone at some time or other,
looking up to gold moon beams
wish that they could just this once,
release something from thier box of dreams