Out for a wandering stroll go I.
Walking along so high in the

sky,
skipping from cloud to cloud thinking why, why ,

why.
I peer down to the hell on earth below,
yet cannot reach

the heaven that is so far above.
Not that i've tried, why should i

try,
if I jump and I fall surely I'd fry.

So I'll head on along

following this highway of clouds,
till i find the great paradise

and touch the golden ground.
Maybe

It was a dream or was it a dream, lots of banging and popping that really shouldn't be. What was it, was I somehow magically transported into the war. It all seemed so real, should I run or stay still, maybe roll under the bed. If I hide will it find me, yet can I hide. Wait that whistling what is that noise getting closer and closer what can I do. I should flee but I'm frozen unable to move, yet the sound is so close. So....am I doomed? My heart it beats faster and I flop about.....then my eyes open and I look around. Slowly my heartbeat returns to its norm, it was just a dream of course just a dream........................Or was it.