In a time that now seems
far, far away,
Where the night was calm, long
was the day.
One could find joy as they
looked around,
Everywhere flowers, trees of color,
animals abound.
Walking under a canopy of
speckled green,
Streams reflecting bright with
a silvery sheen,
I sit still among tall grasses
waving with the wind,
Finding a certain happiness, a
peace deep within.
As the day ever so slowly
says goodbye,
And the night softly, steadily
fills the sky,
On my face a smile lovingly
comes to stay,
While beautiful, sweet dreams
quietly come my way.
Adding your comment:
's I do spend many evenings drifting off to sleep in my dreamland. 
's To have another share my dreams and experiences with me is truly a joy and one which will keep my faith and hopes alive. I do love my early years and my playing in my favorite woods and stream. And to have another take joy in my remembering is appreciated so much. 
Now it is your turn to visit a Pixie and tag a poem. 
