Childhood Dreams


When I was younger,

I dreamt.

Not of dolls, or teaparties,

but of dragons and fairies.

Wistfully, my body has changed.

I grew and aged,

but the dreams of my childhood

never changed.

My old friends still talk to me

in the darkness of the night.


3 thoughts on “Childhood Dreams

  1. Frank T. says:

    Hi Connie 🙂 I wish they still talked to me. BTW, that picture is great it reminds me of my smallest daughter Willa. It has a good mystery feel to it. I too would be curious to see what is in those lit-up tree stumps.


    • legendsofgreenisle says:

      Hey Frank! Nice to hear from you. Thanks for stopping by. I really liked that picture too. It fired my imagination. 🙂


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