Had Nonfiction

March 22, 1996

Beautiful the imagination,

and so it would seem,

Once you lie your head down to dream

So many ideas, pictures and color schemes.

(Cloud nine is an everyday thing for friends)

Where your true love and you will always await.

The adventure is owned by one's determined fate;

Where open eyes can really see

The world to be the star-wonderful.

The place where children play continuously.

Save this one-day-it-will-be-a-treasure.

Once your eyes open, cry demeanor has seen.

It would be so fair had nonfiction not intervened.

© 1996 Jarrod C. Lacy