My Childhood Dream

Poem By Alizee Toson

In my childhood, I often dreamt
Of a place of calmness,
Everywhere there was serein and
All the things were wholly enshrined.
Lonely me, anxious and keen to know,
Asked “thou soft falling shower where I am? ”
But alas! it remains subdued,
On no reply, solitary I turned and
What I saw was strange to tell,
A bonnilass, in splendid wear,
Was sitting and beholding me,
Stealthily I walked nearer to her,
Promptly she said “this is my place.”
Mesmerized in her glitter,
But eagered to know who is she …? ?
Incredulous, she answered again before I asked her,
As if she heard my innerquest,
She said “I am the soul of heaven.”
Amazed and speechless,
But got my answer.
Wow! I was in heaven,
To display my heart’s elation,
I minstrelled in mellifluous voice,
Hummed softly, and pleaded her,
For my stay in heaven, forever…
In all of sudden, lost all dreamt,
I woke up and wondered,
Was it just a dream!
Thought when dream comes true …
Terrafirma will become a place of serenty,
Which will be loved by all.

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