There was a place far away
where flowers bloomed in the moonlight,
everyone basked in the sunlight
and dreams became reality.
Nightmares followed behind in the shadows
waiting to whisk you away.
the days would come and go
and the shadows would whisper in your ear telling you to come play.
To frolic in a forest and waste the days away. Wade in a stream while the water would go by then face the wind, to just stand there and stare at the night sky.