FicWad

green trees swaying in the winds
rivers running freely as they please
wish they could be real
then I wake up - they're only fake

all around me all I see is dirt
rocky ground and busy winds
blowing my mind in circles

dogs barking wildly at the passersby
running in races with one another
it's amusing as can be

music playing in the distant room
beautiful voices break through
singing of the moon and the morning

a smile dances on my face
remembering old times
it grows imagining whats next