There once was a Man who dreamed.
He dreamed of castles and knights.
And fought dragons all day and night.
He would dream of running through a forest of flowers.
Or climbing up emerald towers.
In His dreams He could be a king that rules a country, or a superhero that could fly.
Or He can pretend to be a fish in the sea or a cloud in the sky.
This Man spent most of His days under a tree in the grassy plains.
His eyes were always filled with a gleam.
And He never felt sad or pain.
Because all He did was dream.
