Category : Poems

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I’m sliding down a rainbow, looking for the pot of gold. 
Floating on a cloud I’m looking down upon the earth. 
I’m running through the corn fields high above the stalks, 
Or standing in a flower garden which has suddenly given birth. 
Snow is gently falling and from an angel I’ve been kissed. 
I’m wishing on a star that has fallen to my hand. 
Cradled high in treetops, I’m with the birds and sing. 
Spreading my arms wide, I’m encompassing all the land. 

I stand atop a mountain peak nearly up to heaven. 
A butterfly has carried me from flower unto flower. 
I’m sniffing at the winds, as I fly high up in the sky. 
And time has not second, minute, nor hour. 
I’m ridging on a Pegasus off to worlds unknown; 
And whee! off I go sitting on a shooting star. 
There’s just no end to all the dreams that I have had 
Lifting spirits, taking me both near and far. 

© Copyright 1999.08.01 by Jean E. Gorney