Dream I looked at the sky, saw stars so high lying down, thinking, maybe I could fly Flying like a fairy, stepping on the moon It could be my story, that could happen soon Imagining then Dreaming during sleep On flying cloud, soft like a fur of a sheep The cloud was taking me to space It was a creepy place It landed on the moon and disappeared “welcome” I heard I looked around And what did I found An old lady Sitting under a tree very shady I wondered, trees on the moon I thought, I am on a strange moon Suddenly, I woke up And then sat up “OH,!! WHAT A DREAM!!!” I could never find the end of my dream!! BY BARIRAH
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