I like to look up
at the stars,
In the darkness of the night,
And think of all the good things,
We enjoy when in this life.
My mind can wonder free like a bird,
Like in a world all my own,
Or like an eagle in flight,
Far above to worlds unknown.
I then can be what I want to be,
I can do the things I want to do.
I can go the whole world over,
It’s also possible for you.
Dreams are what we are made of,
They lift us up to heights unknown,
When we are down and discouraged,
And we're feeling all alone.
So dream your dreams when all is quiet,
And noise and distractions are all gone,
From all of life’s trials and cares,
And dreams can become your home.
It may be anywhere you want to be,
Or something you desire to do,
Whatever it might be, you choose,
For your dreams belong to you.
No one can take them from you,
That world that you created,
For you are in another world.
The dream world you have made it.
Faye Reyenga © 9 / 16 / 2006
©Sharon George, Artist