A land of dreams
In the land of dreams, where spring is forever, Winters are warm to the skin, and the summer's a a gentle breeze. A place where rain is everlasting, pouring with small showers, basking all of the land like a glistening gem. Too hard to imagine, yet too easy to believe, such a place exits, but it's never seen, taking it for granted, we enjoy the sensations, forgetting to preserve the moments, until it is no more. Over time, we outlive the love, clouding our eyes with this worldly riches, we forget the land, that cradled us once, in the race of growing up, we lost the land of our dreams, where the winters were warm, and the summers a gentle breeze, where the rain poured down, basking us in playful love. When summers were an ice cream with dad, and winters were spent in mother's lap, where rains were enjoyed with your cousins, and life was like a dream, we grew up, outliving the dreamland