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The Dreamer

Some day I'll build a palace
With the sun in every room,

The hallways would be lit at night,
By reflections of the moon,

The ceilings all would twinkle
With starlight everyday,

The carpets would be remnants
From off the milky way,

The walls would be of woodland moss
And maybe softer things,

The curtains would be gossamer
From every insects wings,

The bed would be a billowy cloud,
The pillow, morning mist,

Just think how nice it sure would be
To have a house like this.

- James Browne -
© 1977