If you're looking,
I'll be napping,
somewhere in Dreamland.

If you're looking,
I'll be high in a tree,
as the Sun's rays recoil
over Uncertianity's horizons.

If you're looking,
I'll be smiling,
Fantasises and Aspirations
chasing like playmates below.

If you're looking,
I'll be counting
the moments
waiting for you to find me.