A Little Ones Dreams

Posted: 31st July 2009 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Thought Provoking

Asleep in his bed,
The young boy flies,
As dreams fill his little head,
His imagination on the rise.

He’ll go places,
That no ones every seen,
And he’ll fly with aces,
Where no ones ever been.

In this world of dream,
There are no pointless bounds,
Here it is as it does seem,
Here reality does not hound.

A place of peace,
A place of pure fun,
Where the laughter doesn’t cease,
And neither does the sun.

Universes without number,
Inside this little ones head,
Come alive in his slumber,
Tucked safely in his bed.