Daydreams

Dreams keep running through my mind
Reflecting memories of long ago.
Made in a land of fairy tales,
A place my heart longs for so.

Cut off from the rest of the world,
With streams and meadows to roam,
Viewed from a little girl's eyes,
A place that would always be home.

A place where berries grew wild,
Where rabbits and squirrels were seen,
Where a raccoon was my friend,
And deer played down by the stream.

A world where imagination made all come true,
And a I could be a queen.
Where daydreams were spun like cobwebs,
But a world where everything wasn't what it seemed.

For every little girl has to grow up
And daydreams shatter in your hand,
You find the home you thought was your own,
Is nothing but a simple piece of land.

The flowers don't seem to bloom so bright,
And fairy tales no longer come true,
For it is seen now through older eyes,
No longer the world that you knew.

But still...somewhere in the back of my mind,
That magical place will always remain,
From all those memories long ago,
Where there was happiness and silver rain.