Dreams

Whisked off to a far away land
Pools of water on which I stand
Zebra balance on the branches of trees
Discussing life with the queen of the honey bees
"Where shall we go?" asked the large purple flower
"Closer to May to avoid April's showers!"
The moon dipped low to sip on the sea
And spit it back out mighty quickly
What did he expect from a sea that is dead?
Next time try the Caspian instead!
Lambs taught school while the fish lay in the pasture
We took the course already! last year!
Rain touched my skin and brought me home.
Awake- no more time for time for my mind to roam.