Post by Flightstar (Firestar) on Oct 18, 2011 22:47:09 GMT -5
Many A Day,
I wish to play.
To pretend that I'm a fierce Dragon,
Or perhaps, a smaller red wagon,
Being pulled by my friend,
Who might happen to pretend to be a hen.
Or maybe to lie on my back,
As I stare up at the clouds,
Whilst the sun peeks through a little crack,
Where there is never to much of a crowd.
Maybe it's my imagination,
Or maybe it's just my personal fascination!
But whatever it may be,
I know I will be free,
Deep inside my mind,
Where I am hard to find.
Once, I saw a bird in the sky,
And, oh my, it was flying oh so high!
Then I imagined flawless, white wings,
With golden rings,
Right where my arms should be,
Just to make me happy.
And then, oh, what a miracle!
Away with the arms,
They're now as useless as one thousand farms!
Away with the legs,
For they hold me down like a tent's peg!
And then, I wake up!
Oh, I imagine I played just like a silly little pup!
And now you see why,
That Many A Day,
I wish to play.
I wish to play.
To pretend that I'm a fierce Dragon,
Or perhaps, a smaller red wagon,
Being pulled by my friend,
Who might happen to pretend to be a hen.
Or maybe to lie on my back,
As I stare up at the clouds,
Whilst the sun peeks through a little crack,
Where there is never to much of a crowd.
Maybe it's my imagination,
Or maybe it's just my personal fascination!
But whatever it may be,
I know I will be free,
Deep inside my mind,
Where I am hard to find.
Once, I saw a bird in the sky,
And, oh my, it was flying oh so high!
Then I imagined flawless, white wings,
With golden rings,
Right where my arms should be,
Just to make me happy.
And then, oh, what a miracle!
Away with the arms,
They're now as useless as one thousand farms!
Away with the legs,
For they hold me down like a tent's peg!
And then, I wake up!
Oh, I imagine I played just like a silly little pup!
And now you see why,
That Many A Day,
I wish to play.
