My Cherished Dreams

Those beautiful dreams are rather my own
And for sure that is why I go to sleep
I enjoy those blessed and cherished moments

I swim, shine, chase the stars, and I can fly
Scared sometimes as I go really deep
Those beautiful dreams are rather my own

A wondrous dream, not to get up, I try
From the deep, gentle, and blissful dear sleep
I enjoy those blessed and cherished moments

There I find things that I cannot here buy
For I know, life is anything but cheap
Those beautiful dreams are rather my own

When I lie awake and think, I feel shy
So then I decide to take that big leap
I enjoy those blessed and cherished moments

Why do I wake up, I ask, oh dear why?
Let the ungrateful reality creep
Those beautiful dreams are rather my own
I enjoy those blessed and cherished moments

By Reshma Krishnan

As published at Penmancy