Is Life A Fantasy. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Is life a fantasy.
A dream we are living.
Where everything is unreal,
even though we are giving,
our time and energy,
uplifting each moment,
surrounded by darkness,
but at the same time light.
We still continue even after the fight.
Sometimes we feel broken
sometimes we feel alright.
We live through the ups and downs
holding on tight.
We know our path is on our own
but that is in sight.
Life is a fantasy.
where we can escape,
when we sleep at night,
the dark sky is our cape.
It covers and protects while we dream
of a life of peace and where love is surpreme.