Wednesday, June 12, 2019

The land of Nelm



In a dark room
Where just a sliver of light shines
I close my eyes
And go to the land of Nelm

In the land of Nelm
 Where all kids play
I sit for hours, just to watch
 The green grass grow
 Without a patch of brown that stays

In the land of Nelm
Where all kids play
And flowers nod to say good day
 The sun looks down
 And smiles at me

In the land of Nelm
Where all are free
Soft melodies play
In distant waves

In the land of Nelm
Where all are free
I’m woken from my wonderful dream
By some distant yelling, down the way

I thought that I was distraught
But I was told that dinner was still hot




(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson

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