by Glenn Meisenheimer
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When I was just a little boy
I loved the night time sky.
On Grassy hill I'd lay and stare
And dream that I could fly.
I would fly above the treetops
And look down upon my house.
It looked just like a little toy,
My dog looked like a mouse!
I'd fly betwixt the fleecy clouds
With the lights of town below
Like iridescent strings of pearls
On dark hills velvet flow.
And up above in deepest black
The stars they coldly shone.
In Scorpius, Antares was
A mounted bright gemstone.
I left behind the atmosphere
And frolicked into space
The Earth below a crystal orb
With jewels on it's face.
I looped around our yellow sun
(The Milky Way's a must!)
And then I'd fly through Nebulae
And clouds of stellar dust.
Somewhere in Eridanus
Orion's waters flow,
I found an empty darkened spot
Devoid of starlight's glow.
I entered through the portal
(For such it was it seems)
And found another universe
Beyond our wildest dreams!
In there, I found a galaxy
With silver spiral rings
Made of thinnest gossamer
Like ghostly ether wings.
I settled for a yellow star
With sunspots on it's face
And for a sapphire planet
Spinning there in space.
Trees and hills and seas of grass
And then what did I see?
A boy lay there, lost in dreams
Staring back at me!