I Dreamed A Dream
I am in 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.
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Gisli Nair
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