Dream Life
By Ashley O’Hare
There is a moment
when you first wake up
where your mind is in a dream
and chirping birds put your body at ease.
One moment where you are not yet
conscious of the day beginning.
Everything is gentle and sweet;
your skin brushing against cool sheets.
This is my dream life.
My ideal.
To live in a world so kind,
I do not know if I am asleep.
To rest my head on a pillow
and have an equally sweet dream.
Fame and fortune cannot compare
to the freedom and ease
of simply lying there.