Now succumb to your inert
Nest of dreams, warm womb
Where you lie and need not move,
Learning to fly
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But then there is our boisterous budgie, Royal who abhors silence in any form. We take walks, my girl and I
Yes, we have a big Budgie who can't sing. Doesn't stop her singing though. You should hear her rendition of the Stars and stripes. It's Awf... er awesome. She sings. i take a walk!
You already in dream Tom, just think about a land full of edible trees, ground made from cake, grass were icing, flowers taste like cherry and berries and buzzy bees sound like lullaby...candies replace all metals..you will full..i know this is your dream tom hahahaha JOKING...whatever you imagine to dream it was a nice poem :)
Now that sounds very tempting. When I create my next Universe, you can be my Architect! Strawberry trifles growing in bushes is one possibility. I'm sure you can come up with lots more goodies. Just make sure they are all in easy reach. You know how lazy I am!
Dreams can be both wonderful and awful...its the luck of the draw to which one we may get at night...your one is lovely... Annette
You're right, Annette, and we should try to deal with them both. I don't usually have nightmares. Well, not until I look in the mirror!