Perchance To Dream 

She sings in the forest 

Boldly amongst the trees

Its sound makes her so pleased

The animals rest

Behaviour is the best

As she reads their tea leaves

Perchance to dream

She climbs to the top

Of a rocky outcrop

Echos reflect her laughter

Billy goats graze hills

The streams they do trill

Burbling with pleasure

Perchance to dream

If you go slow

The world will never know

Detecting isn’t a strong point

Look in the window

The embers do glow

Touch them they will then anoint

Perchance to dream

Is to know

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by Bill Ferguson

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