Her DreamsThe splendor of a misty forest.
She heard a horse neighing
so gazed up in the drizzles
the lushly wood dancing.
Keeping chilled hands on cheeks
she wondered to see the foggy car
with headlights on and sounds.
The dream begins...
A journey through the forest
When she touches the foggy car
Suddenly changes into a horse
As a princess, she begins the ride.
Overwhelmingly hooves striking the earth
Birds and animals begin the hum.
So picturesque woods in deep
Her blithesome laughs and songs
Echoes far and wide flows
The splendor of a misty forest
The snowy horse melts as a stream.
Her mother calls
Hey dear, wake up get ready to school.
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