And with a head rested upon a down pillow,
I wish only that the feathers were my own wings.
Arms out stretched, face towards the sun as it sets.
A better day awaits and the future rides the coattails of yesterday.
Tonight I dreamed a dream,
And it wasn't a nightmare but a fantasy fueled by a fanciful hope.
I danced in the blinding light of the sun
and it melted my cold front rather than the ice caps.
Im excited not by seconds in an hourglass falling swiftly
Quick sand slowly swallowing me whole
The hourglass is overturned and a new day begins.
A sandcastle, and the beach breeze
High tide withdrawing my qualms with this day.
Drown me in the warmed sea
With each new day,
I am set