Just listen very quietly you’ll hear upon the breeze
the ringing of a very tiny bell,
wander on the woodland path beneath the tallest trees
until you find a hidden magic dell.
Unicorns are drinking from a shiny silver stream,
rabbits play and blue birds sing a song,
you hold your breath, how can this be, you’ve walked into a dream;
you’re surrounded by a very noisy throng.
The tolling of the bell was calling all the woodland folk
to celebrate the birthday of their King,
a party would be held tonight beneath the mighty oak
where animals and fairies dance and sing.
A horse with wings arrives to take you to a distant land,
you climb aboard and hold his mane so tight,
then fly upon a starlit course to music from the band
and leave a blazing trail into the night.
Flying over mountain tops and castles in the cloud,
you wish that you could stop, but journey on,
your steed slows down and you alight beside this beast so proud;
you give your thanks and all to soon he’s gone.
You turn and walk your homeward path beneath the night time sky,
it seems as though you’ve never been away,
in your palm a shiny star you caught as you flew by,
was it a dream or just some wishful play?
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
Hilly xxxx
This certainly took me into another world. Sos softly and tenderly penned. A beautiful dream indeed
I see gold here for sure
