I was a little girl alone in my little world
who dreamed of a little home for me.

I played pretend between the trees,
and fed my house guests bark and leaves,
and laughed in my pretty bed of green.
I had a dream I could fly from the highest swing.

I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I'm supposed to be.

The stars smiled down on me,
God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream
I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.

Now I'm old and feeling grey.
I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.

I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell.
I'm ready now, I'm ready now,
I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream

by Priscilla Ahn
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