The Dreamers Brain

Look inside the dreamers brain,
Its so full of ideas, you see,
It could never be mundane.
Thoughts are buzzing all around, like a busy bee.
Butterflies swoop,
Ideas grow,
Rhyming words loop the loop,
And stories from when you were little skip around down low.
Stars twinkle in the sky,
Insects buzz around,
Characters breeze past in planes, with big waves of 'Bye, Bye!'
Swallows spin, only daring to touch the ground.
Blossoms float down,
Flowers bloom,
Some strange characters manage to frown,
And dogs smile slightly,
Like something good will happen soon.
Marbles skid about,
From somewhere, a loud sneeze,
Someone marches (Perhaps a scout?)
And across the grass, a leisurely breeze.
This is a dreamers brain,
Never,
Ever,
Mundane.