Poems

As I lay here on this snow covered hill
I start to think of my life as it should be
Slow snow falling, drifting just like the crystals that reside on that tree
Just like this winter paradise we do not flee
We sit here, sleep here, and dream here
Wishing we could stay for ever and ever
Just a few more moments
Away from the real world
Just live in this fairy tale
Just a little while longer
And dream dream dream .............dream