lifethrupoems

The sun is going down, getting ready for bed

And so are the animals below

But, the human children have already gone

To a world which is only theirs

They leap, swim, burrow, and fly

In the world of their hopes and happenings

Here a mother is laughing when she almost won the game

There is me, inventing the first time machine

Wonders come and reality slips away

Into the whirling pool of visions

The thoughts of a child randomly come

Making the impossible possible

In the depths of their dreamland