I Dream of A Fantasy

Bored

Till the day I die

All the work

I have piled high

I dream of a fantasy

I wish it were reality

A boy of sweet dreams

Worthy I deem

His sweet smile soft

His eyes ever bright

Black hair ruffled

As dark as night

A caring personality

Forever cheerful

When I’m with you

I’ll never be tearful

If only dreams,

And fantasies were true

I’d always be

Right beside you

I dream

Of a fantasy

I only wish

That it were reality

A/N: My personal lil poem…I guess I’ll let the public see it now…NO STEALING! Oh yea, I think this is my first rhyming poetry…Written 2 days before, that Friday night…bwahahaha That probly won’t make sense to any of you ppl =P