The World In A Dream


I was surrounded by beauty

when I was born

in a beautiful garden,

Like the Garden of Eden,

on that glorious morn.


As I grew older

Oh, the things I would see.

There were birds chirping,

And flowers blooming,

Always surrounding me.


The older I grew

the more places I would look,

to find more interesting things

So that in later years

I might write a book.


When I’m eighteen

Oh, the stories I will write;

Telling of the beautiful things I saw

the very moment I woke up,

at the sight of the beautiful

morning light.

Copyright ©1982


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