Dream

Great wings, black and white, they are born from my side.

As I walk, they fade out of sight.

Appearing when needed, a gift I have.

I fly across my land, helping creatures, and people, creations of my hands.

I DREAM!

Yet still I answer a king, for the fun of the dream, for I CAN be anything!

Some days I am a lion, roaring across the land, a king in my pride.

Others I am a giant, playing in the ocean again, making waves for the tide.

I DREAM!!

My nights are filled with days of fun, that disappear with morning sun, do I ever really sleep. 

A pirate for treasure, a wolf for the moon, all these seconds, will be stopped soon.

Never a fear, for it is soon to resume.

Great wings of black and white, as I walk they fade from sight, appearing when needed, they are born from my side.