THis is dedicated to Shannon Taylor, whose beautiful mind frolick inspired this poem.
In my mind,
the world is great.
There is no pain,
there is no fate.
life's a pretty melody.
Daffodils swing in the breeze,
smell the smell of cherry trees.
Feel the soft wind in your hair,
frolick in the lazy air.
But, then it's all ripped away-
back to reality.