DREAMING
In winter-time I sit and dream
Because the dark days really seem
To be here for months to stay
And last forever and a day.
I dream of visiting warmer places
Of seeing smiling happy faces
Folk enjoying the sea and the sun
And the freedom enjoyed by everyone.
I dream of walks through fields of green
Finding wildlife rarely seen
To enjoy the fresh pure country air
And feel the breeze rustling in my hair.
I dream of the sea-shore oh what a sight
Glistening pebbles washed clean and bright,
The sound of the tide as it ebbs and flows
I can almost feel it running over my toes.
My dreams cost me little but give me a thrill
And help to keep out the winters chill,
So I must wait and see what the next day will bring
And hope sincerely to see signs of spring.
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