by karen
Published on: Nov 26, 2008
Topic:
Type: Poetry

Day dream.
When ever I day dream
I day dream of you.
In my secret garden I day dream, I do.
I day dream, I do, in a far away land,
embracing me tight and holding my hand.
Holding my hand and touching my face
Just you, and me in this peaceful place.
In this peaceful place a piston river flows
When the unicorn runs
and now when ever i day dream,i day dream of you
in my secret garden, i day dream of you.



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