I Dreamed A Dream

I am on a train above the clouds, a wondrous scene, No panic stirred, just enchantment filled the air serene. Faces, familiar yet strange, in clownish attire, A vintage dream train, stoked with childhood's desire. A steward with rosy round cheeks, eyes like emerald gleam, Offers a cotton candy, a sugary dream. Bigger than Dad's hat, I devour without a delay, Lost in this surreal, in this dreamy carnival play. Complacent, I wander, to the train's very rear, To the balcony's edge, without a hint of fear. A misstep, a tumble, and I am cast adrift, The "Choo-Choo" departs, leaving me to drift. Abruptly, I wake up in a bouncy castle, vast and grand, With friends from the clown shop, hand in hand. Giggles and laughter, like music in the air, Every step, a bounce of joy, beyond compare. But then I stumble, a fall, and I am abruptly stirred, In the quiet of dawn, my dream deferred. Was it real? Was it true? In the pre-dawn's gleam, I had dreamed a dream, more ludicrous than it seems.