Of all the books, with all their themes
My favourite one is my book of dreams
I'll get comfy in my chair,
And put on the fire to warm the air

My book is creased through years of use
With bookmarks ,dogears an general abuse
I'll open it at any stage
My mind is free i dont choose a page

I close my eyes ,then my journey starts
Adventure,and travel in foriegn parts
I'm young and handsome, and very fit
Under the sea, and mountains, i'm in the thick of it

I never tire and I always reach my goals
I fall in love,a hero,and whatever else unfolds
I change the plot to suit my moods
With beautiful woman ,eating exotic foods

I ski ,i climb and i'm a mountaineer
I fly, i fight i dont know fear
My book of dreams is all about me
As i flip through the pages i'm in extasy

Then I awake, put my book back on the shelf
Then just sit there and smile to myself
Another adventure,to me so it seems
I love my little book of dreams



© Baldric

14 September 2002

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