DARE TO DREAM
Palmarons laden with coco fruit sway
Rooted in white sand so roots there can play
Mr. Lizzarette and his Missus dwell in a spiny homeAt the top of their cacti house –is a wind whispering dome
A green mighty monster waddles over the land
With banded whip tail he’s ever so grand.
White baby stonelettes swim from ocean to shore Singing – “We are now on this Ruba rock – to leave nevermore.”
A personkind being pushes dry barquette to the wet.
Set is his day for his harvest to net
Off out in the dry lands a man bring birth to bread seeds
Missing are springalings of wet water needsFairy tale happenstance and dreams in a row
Call for arched color bands - many lovingng rain bows
Wake me not – let me dream of rest times and moreAruba - my dreamland – the soil I adore.
Sound of an alarm clock (BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)
Person #1 Good morning honey, are we all packed?
Person #2 Don’t bother me, I’m busy dreaming
Dare to dream
Be well
Charles