A carousel of clouds.
Where horses ride the windy waves
Upon that bright and sparkly toy
Lies sleep and old man time.
Rest eradicates my thoughts
And dreams remain unopened
A sparkly night of crystal rain
No reason and no rhyme.
Exploring rooted jungle
Wooded stacks of days gone past
Umbrella visions, fears and woes
Lay rotting, filled with grime.
Remembering the happy smiles
Grandad and his dentures
Sandman's friend, a cold held hand
An expedition to unwind.
Written for todays challenge on Navworks