Just sharing...

I was looking through my old college scrap book. Brought back a zillion memories of classes attended and classes bunked, friends, fun and of course, studying, presentations, television and jeans manufactured and sold, crisis managed and not so well managed.

I needed some cheering up. What with the all the rain and 'Weather Reports', my grey sweater looks happier.

So I looked up one of my favourite write ups in my scrap book. Right at the end of my book, just before the hard cover, a (then) close friend had written this down for me. She'd also stuck some very cute shiny stickers here and there, which always put a smile on my face.

Just as I was googling for the poem (to check for accuracy before I posted it), I noticed that the version in my scrap book is missing a few lines here and there. Right until now, I've never looked up the full version. As incomplete as this may seem, it's always made me feel complete.

So here goes...

Have a seat upon a cloud and make yourself at home,
You are now inside a book, inside a poem.
Where anything can happen if only you make it real.
Take off your shoes and close your eyes, relax upon the sand,
Join me in my land of dreams, reach out and take my hand.
Let me share my dreams with you until you find your own,
I'll take you there if you believe, take mine out on loan.
Where birds are words so gracefully they glide across the sky,
Leave behind your worries, here the rules do not apply.
Face your fears; erase them one by one,
See the world from up above and don't stop at the sun.
When the world starts raining down and the sun is out of sight
Let your dreams control your mind and see you through, alright
There is a place inside my dreams for all those who care to roam,
So have a seat upon a cloud and make yourself at home.

- by Danielle Rosenblatt