Children’s sweet dreams

Do little children dream?

Of life not yet experienced

Moments of loneliness

Moments of parental

Embraces.

Of sliding down, slides

Swinging on swings

Of grandma’s

Delicious apple pies.

Do they dream of beautiful butterflies

Fluttering, circles around their heads

Giggling at pixies and elves

Running away from Tales

Of leprechauns

Riding atop of pink dragons

Soaring in the heavens

Or feeding Unicorns

In the fields of clovers

Where the wild roses

Bring them smiles

And the scent of perfumes

Do they dream

Of playing tag hop scotch,

Kick the can

Or Jump the pony?

Can they smell Mom’s

Fresh baked cake

Before it’s done

As little brothers and sisters

Share the sweet dough

Coating the mix bowl

Scooping it up

With tiny fingers

So yummy its good t

To the last lick

Was I

A long time ago

Blest so?

When I was

Just about their age?

Or was that only

In my dreams?

By: William Bonilla

“Dartagnan”

06/03/07