Peaceful

by Judy Gruenfeld

I'd like to ride on moonbeams,
sail across the golden sky...
and fill my cup with pipe dreams
as I watched the world go by.

My heart would soar with pleasure,
as I danced among the clouds...
my eyes would feast on treasure,
wrapped up in protective shrouds.

And past the journey looms night,
where the stardust is my bed...
in blanketed soft moonlight,
I will lay my weary head.

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