When I was yet
just a little girl
so many dreams did
through my mind whirl
Of being a princess
with fairies did talk
as in mountain’s majesty
I would endlessly walk
Joy, excitement, grandiose beauty
filled all my dreams
as I made plans
and hatched my schemes
It made me sad
when I would awake
and lose that world
of imagination I’d make
But I still knew
that my beloved fantasy
awaited in my sleep
to return to me!
Teresa Marie 11/3/11