Dream

I dream of forests, so green and deep,
With hidden creatures slumbering.
Undisturbed by humans and our tools.
A green squirrel, with a pine needle tail.
A rabbit as tall as a bear.
Humanoid figures, beautiful beyond belief,
Dressed in flowers and golden leaf.
Homes that blend in so well with the trees
Birds with songs made of wind,
Flutes that sound like rain.
Soft verdant grass up to the knees,
Trees with unseen tops.
Waterfalls in jeweled shades
That tinkle like wind chimes.
I dream of magic.

Amber Pierson earned an associates degree and has five poems published online