When I woke up to the morning light,
I said goodbye to my dream at night.
My counting sheep have gone to sleep.
They jumped over the gates one, two, three.
The fields are jewelled with flowers, bloomed,
The lush green trees rustle together in tune,
The skies are blue and the grass is green,
The afternoon sun is coming to scene,
The birds are tweeting the songs of nature.
Let’s get ready for a new adventure.
‘Til the night returns and I dream again,
Come lay on the grass, hold me ’til then.
Into lucid dreams, we’ll make them grand,
Close your eyes and fall back into dreamland.
©Alima J May 2017