Of My Dreams

The age of Heroes has gone by,

The shining armour’s tarnished.

Dragons are nowhere to be found,

And the Damsel is a Duke.


Values weak and morals loose,

Vulgarity becomes the norm.

People fight over silly names,

And kill for a pair of shoes.


Now just sit back and take in stock,

Of frightening pictures painted.

We can escape to distant fires,

A place to live again.


Where grass is green and never smoked,

Where men are strong and women true.

This is a place to rest your brow,

This valley of my dreams.

33 thoughts on “Of My Dreams

  1. Murphy’s Law

    Pam, I am busy packing and polishing my cane. I am coming to live in your dream even if I have to hobble all the way there with my cane! I hope I can find space by that beautiful waterfall!

    I love your dream valley!

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