Fill my mind with dreams,
or more pleasant things;
to a place without worry or fear.
One can escape for a minute or two
but reality is always lurking near.
Drifting off to sleep for an hour or a week;
it doesn't make any difference in the end.
Reality continues on, even while you're 'gone';
floating like a dandelion in the wind.
Fill my mind with dreams or more heavenly things,
where life is both peaceful and long.
It is difficult to maintain a clear state of mind
but the desire to daydream is strong....



Poem copyrighted by Bo Bandy.

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