DREAM

I dream with open eyes

Of endless summers

And starry nights.

Of misty morns

And lazy days

Being comfortable in all ways.

Of cold dewdrops

That glisten bright

On daisies pure white.

Of unsaid words

That hang in the air

Along with a love-struck stare

Of bright sunshine

That filters through

The window for our view.

Of loving the comfort

Of my own company

And not needing anybody.