Once Upon A Dream

Once upon a midnight dream The dreams of youth could now be seen When I was full of innocence and young And happy Christmas songs were sung I'd wake up on a cold winter's morn From under horse blankets that were worn And watch my breath form a mist in the air Then look out the window that was square And frosted from the inside by the cold Where a pot plant stood tall but old. The pot plant, a geranium, was my friend In those days long gone it was a godsend For life then was very ordinary and bland With no one around to hold your hand When all grown-ups look big and tall And you'd worry that they'd shout or bawl You'd look out to see knee deep snow Where a chill wind would often blow After breakfast when all washed and dressed Off to school you'd trudge to do your best When school was done and dinner gone You'd slide in the snow like some old swan And have snowball fights until it's dark When someone came to lock the park You'd drift off home all cold and wet Where mum would moan and dad would fret And ban you to your room for a couple of hours Because they had those kind of powers Those were the day of old now history Now life is full of people with such sophistry.