My dream
When I was two was to be a fairy
Be able to fly around
Wanted to see everything with stars
Love to be light and airy
My dream
When I was five was to play Snow White
I found her Magickal and a delight
It might have been a small production
But the acting bug had bitten me
Full on induction
My dreams when I was young
We're full of creativity
I'm so glad to receive & reconnect
With that beautiful brown eyed
Black haired pale skinned little girl
Who walked around with a permanent smile
Loved her hair in little curls
I may be older and though my black hair is straight
It's never too late
To keep creating
My dreams have a touch of old
The new keep evolving
Through all expressions
And these confessions
~ Divine