The Old Rocking Horse
The old rocking horse in the room,
Takes me to the place where wild roses bloom.
I travel seas and far off lands,
And have daring adventures with the prince so grand.
Oh! The dreams that we dream; my ol' horse and I,
Fighting with dragons on mountains so high.
I can go soaring like an eagle up in the sky,
Dancing with fairies as lovely as I.
The ol' rocking horse by the fire,
Burning bright, with eyes of sapphire.
A promise he does whisper in my ear,
"YES; I'M WITH YOU! I'LL ALWAYS STAY HERE."
At deep, deep dusk; when I close my eyes to sleep,
My rocking horse enters my room with a leap!
I ride with him to the spacious Moon,
Go dancing with fairies and witches on their brooms...