The Dream

I have a dream and
I dream of it with open eyes
I have a dream and
I dream of being smart and wise
Of aiding the helpless, easing their pain
Of aiding little school girls, fearful of weight-gain
Of helping battered wives and mothers soon to be
Of holding a fragile hand and making everyone mentally free...

I have a dream and
I dream of it with all my heart
I have a dream and
I dream of dancing on hay-brimmed carts
Of tapping my feet to the merry songs
Of moving gaily without thought of right or wrong
Of shaking and hopping and singing along
Of dancing to every tune, every song...

I have a dream and
I dream of it, wishing it comes true
I have a dream and
I dream of being the next Nancy Drew
Of running round and round the world
Of deciphering clues with a mind whirled
Of punishing bad guys and earning fame
Of spying and hiding, yet earning a name...

I have a dream and
I dream of it every night
I have a dream and
I dream of writing tales of fun and fright
Of weaving a secret through pretty words
Of sailors and soldiers battling swords
Of gossip and love and castles of sand
Of creating a magical, alien land...

I have a dream and
I dream of it, night and day
I have a dream and
I dream of hiding my musings away
But then sleep vanishes and I face the light
Staring at a future, so dark yet so bright
I pinch my arm and on my feet try to stand
Sighing, frowning, get back to the task at hand...