Sailing A Dream

As the wind fills the sails

Memories of old sea tales

Fill my mind and I set sail

To lands far away.

Places I cannot make in a day

Or even in the month of May,

But it lets me stay

In the peace of the day

To think and dream about the tales

I hear along the way.

Of horror along the bay

Or isles in peaceful harmony lay

Places far away

Where dragons can play

And you can dream away

All the day.

Larry G. McMillan
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