HAPPY FUN DREAMS

posted by Jenna Howard

I’ve been told not to like it.

I’ve heard that it is bad.

But all I see are balls of sunshine

Cheerful flower makes me glad.

You think this is the end

Of the joy it brings.

But it turns into fluffy clouds

And my heart simply sings.

It still hides a secret

Revealed with a puff.

Tiny dancers float away

Peaceful, happy stuff.

But then comes horror

Liquid death in a spray.

Now the weed is withered

At least the dream can stay.