On Dreamer's Hill
On dreamer's hill I often sit,
And let the fantasies appear,
By gentle coaxing, the mind is lit,
With images so very clear.
I travel off to another time,
And browse amongst each fertile thought,
To find a dream that's of such prime,
Which all imagination's caught.
To unknown scenes, I sally forth,
Encountering people who there abide,
And whether it's of calmness or of wrath,
One never cares, one simply glides,
Along in the dream which has constant flow,
For no action of mine can alter one mite,
The way I'm transported, and I never know,
On dreamer's hill, my next dream's flight.
My sweetie! May this special day be full of love and light, sun and stars, adventures, dreams and ... hobbits!
I'm very happy to know you, I'm very glad to be your friend.
You're brightening my days in a kind of way you can't imagine.
What can I say but THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!
Lots of love and birthday hugs,