In the dimness
I saw a monster on my bed
But just a towel
In a jumble
A child’s mind
Trying to make sense
I saw a monster on my bed
But just a towel
In a jumble
A child’s mind
Trying to make sense
In reflections
I see a dragon breathing fire
But just a building
With a light on
Like the child
Imagination still at play
Should the day come
When I see only what’s there
No monsters, no dragons
Which I playfully must slay
How sad I will be
In a world so plain and grey