Dreams by Melissa Samuels
All I remember is closing my eyes.
And seeing another place, another time.
Things I thought would never come true.
Like the sky being green, the grass being blue.
Things I wished would happen in time.
Everything would be dandy and fine.
Being on the Titanic, a huge ship liner.
Or working at a hot, stuffy coal refinery.
Free like a bird in the trees.
Or a dolphin in the deep, blue sea.
Waking up suddenly, I don't know where I am.
My last thought was green eggs and ham.