Last night, I had the best of dreams:
so vivid and so great.
In it, that girl who rides the bus
and can’t look at me straight
told me she didn’t like me
and I said that I agreed.
Then we just went calm and content,
our thoughts finally free.
Then at the school in robotics
another girl walked by,
and I knew that this friend I had
wished he would catch her eye,
so in the hall, he kissed her
and her smile didn’t fade.
So off they walked, and laughed and talked
in their private parade.
And then, as dawn was coming close,
he walked into my mind.
(I wish I could record this part
and keep in on rewind.)
He didn’t sweep me off my feet
or take my cares away.
With breath I drew, I said “I like you,”
and he just said, “Okay.”
Some folks have dreams of flying
to large castles far beyond;
to find lost lands and places
where they feel that they belonged,
but my best dreams are right here
(which some nicely added flair).
Yes, my best wish is a world which
I’m not afraid to care.