I flew tonight,
in the clouds up above.
And I danced with the angels,
and ran with the sun.
I sang tonight,
a beautiful tune.
It made birds jealous,
and brighter gleamed the moon.
I fought tonight,
in a magical war.
Where many were the villians,
and tough was the score.
I cried tonight,
when I awoke,
and the angels went home,
and my voice was ugly when I spoke.
And the battleground disappeard,
right under my feet,
when I awoke,
from my dreaming sleep.
kimber harrison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dreaming-sleep/
