A Dream

• Victoria Bambaci, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2010

Dream upon the starry nights
And all of those thoughts shall be gone up high,
What you dream of will eventually come true,
as it is for me, as it is for you

Think about a magical place,
where there is only laughter and no hate,
your friend, the squirrel will come talk to you,
make friends because thats what they do,

Imagine me, coming to you I'll be near that lake,
the lake that's pure crystal blue,
but when we touch everything goes suddenly white,
nothing there, nothing for you to fight,
it's a magical feeling deep down inside,
as it is only a dream,
but i will be inside.