My World Of Illusion
I live in a world of illusion
where nothing's ever real,
the sun comes up at
midnight, it's warmth I cannot feel.
The moon appears in the morning,
doves whistle songs to me,
in my wacky crazy world
my land of make believe.
Roses bloom in winter
snow falls in the month of June,
trees lose their leaves in December
and spring comes along too soon.
Everything is twisted
gravity's not there,
in my wonderful world of illusion
I'm floating in mid air.
All I know is I feel safe
and sheltered from life's pain,
when I close my eyes and disappear
my world of illusion
keeps me sane.
Dare to dream
there's sweet release
in your imagination.
Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 09/20/2014
Nicely crafted poem on the subject.
Ron
Chip Bergeron
Michael D.