A Child's Imagination

July 18, 2013

High up in the sky,

Far beyond any man’s reach,

Lives a land like no other

Nestled way upon the clouds.

Up in these clouds

Fantasies live

And fiction becomes reality.

Mountains rise

from the ground,

And rivers flow

Through great valleys and ravines.

Birds of every shape and color fly;

Some that nobody has ever seen.

When a child is lucky enough,

They can be born to see

This wonderful world

Created by imagination.

Anyone can make it

If they can just dream it.

The hard part is believing,

Because that is where dreams come true.

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