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...

~ YASHASHVI