Where dreams serenade

My beautiful boy

No need for this old pity ploy

We’ll send fancy, our trusted envoy

To fetch us dame Joy

Creativity is all we need for a toy

 

My beautiful child

Let your imagination run wild

You’ve seen me beguiled

Since the first day you smiled

By your musings tender and mild

 

My beautiful babe

Forever I’ll sit with you in the shade

Down in that glade

Where reality is unmade

And dreams serenade

 

 

 

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