Meandering Through My Mind

On rainy days I keep my dreams

tucked safe beneath my bed.

They’re in a bag with worn out seams

and burlap sack and thread.

 

For one day soon the sun will shine,

And when its rays peek through,

That little burlap bag of mine

will come out shining too

 

 

 

The world is a scary place,

I’m just not ready yet.

So hold me close in warm embrace,

to sing a sweet duet.

 

I’ll follow your fast rhythm, dear,

And if you follow mine,

We’ll sing for only us to hear,

A harmony divine.

 

But if the notes we sing together,

Are better sung apart,

We can go our separate ways,

And I’ll take back my heart.