Dreams Come True

A mighty blue castle

looms amongst the dark skies,

And children scream

as the thunder rolls in,

and a blinding flash

of lightning cracks the sky in two.

And there is waiting,

much waiting, for something

we are told to love.

It’s magic—We’re told

but sometimes I miss the simplicity

of home.

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