In the soft green grass
And let our minds swim
In the endless
Blue pool above.
Let’s hear the birds
And watch the clouds
And find our childhood
Innocence there.
Like Alice,
I see a white rabbit.
I’ll follow him
As he changes,
Taking me
To all those magical places
Of my childhood fantasies.
Dragons that melt into horses
Charging over hills
Lit by the golden sun;
A tortoise that changes
To a wise old face,
That smiles and becomes
A fairy queen.
Let’s take time,
Lie in the soft grass,
Watch the clouds
And dream.
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