Lying under a tree

Your lying under a tree, and this is what your eyes can see, sky blue, and grass green, prettiest picture you have ever seen.

White puffy clouds floating by and you begin to wonder, why can life can be keen, where sky is blue and grass is green.

You hear birds chirping all around, and a gentle breeze blowing trees all around.

You see a rabbit hopping by and look at it and say hi. You watch it for a while, and you realize it made you smile.

You get hungry so you see a picnic basket, you open it up and you see, a better place for you and me. You climb in this box, and what you see blows off your sox.

You’re at the beach you see, and your hoping this is not a dream.

The sand is warm the water is blue, this the perfect place for you and me.

You lie on the beach and feel the sun, and say to yourself, “Im having too much fun”

You hear some children talking away, and you smile and say to yourself that made my day. Lying on the beach you fall asleep, while the waves start to creep, they wash away all your worries and pain, then you feel the mist of a gentle rain. You run for cover from the rain, and the children who were playing do the same. You inside nice and dry, as you watch the rain as it s passing by. You fall asleep in your place so dry, you cant help but wonder why, you don’t want this day to end, and all the new people you call friends. You stop and wonder could this be a dream? This is far from being seen. Am I home snug in my bed? Or lying by a fireplace glowing instead. This is one thing no one will ever know, and a place you can always go. Just open a lock, climb in the box hold and  on tight, you’re in for a special delight.

My question for you is as you see, is this a dream or reality?

The answer to this is yet to be seen, the dream is up to you, where you go and what you do.