MY SEA OF DREAMS
Once, before enchantment ebbed,
Once before my magic’s end,
There beyond the forest’s edge,
I saw my sea of dreams.
Abandoning my shoes and socks,
Rolling up my jeans and frocks,
Taking up my sticks and rocks,
I dove into my sea.
And there it was my dreams were real.
There my magic I could wield,
There it was I learned to yield,
to my sea of dreams.
Soon my mother called for me.
With a sigh, I snatched my things.
Looking back, I left my dreams,
My fantasies, my sea.
Watching now from my porch swing,
My children dance, they squeal, they sing.
With a sigh they answer me,
And then I see the world they see.
They found my sea of dreams.