love Love a friendship Love is the cure Love the path leading you to your destiny and fate Sharing the passion with those closet to you Never will it end, for love is a never ending Patten

ice cream Ice cream is the childhood dream, from bubblegum to mint chocolate chip. Every day i would go to the small ice cream beach hut stoll on the beach, ordering a small cone for me amd my brother and sister. Watching their faces light up with balloon birsting smiles climb across their face, eyes lighting ip to twinkle like chritmas fairy lights. Sitting on the sea wall, suffering the cold headache of a brain freeze, squinting my eyes closed to endure the pain. Tensing all my muslces as i readed my self fpr the in coming of the funny cold pain yet still to come, its like eating freashly layed snow on a cold snowy morning . Eatibg the small crystals of ice to holdong your head the next, but when its a summers hot day you will always want a ice cream.

Clouds and faint memories. I lay on a hill, daisys scattered everywhere all around me, the sun beaming with heat onto my face. Clouds gliding over above me in the the baby blue sky, swallows dancing by, flying over in the sight of my grey eyes, mousey brown hair fanned out onto the strands of grass around my head. A tree looming over me with the leaves of different shades of green , rusting gently in the calm warm breeze. Each cloud had their own meaning and shape. That one over there was a flying saucer, coming to abduct the cows in a neighboring field. The one next to it looked like a turkey, reminding me of Christmas dinner a few years ago when max, the dog, snatched and ran of with the roasted bird in its mouth. Some loomed over like flying soaring birds of the day and night , more like small shaped boats to the funky looking fish from river, ponds and the great group of the seven seas. I could stay here for ever watching the clouds float by, like my own time in my own wide world, shutting reality out to dreaming off into an unexplainable and confussing world only i would understand.

Country Friends I run tgrough the daisy scattered medows of the hills, the sun brewing off heat onto my white soft skin. Alec my childhood friend holding my wrist as we ran in each others company. Golden hair shinning out like the brightest light every made, blue eyes the shade of cold frozen ice. Sheep grazing at the grass in the other seprate fields close by, their woolen coats like cotton candy, blending well with the floating clouds that loomed over in the blue calm sky . Crops growing steadily in others, guraded by scarecrows as they warned off the masses of murder of the black feathered crows. Seeds of the dandilion blowing elegantly in the gental breeze, carring them of to their unknow destination.

We're All Mad Here! Deep in the other dimensions of this world that no one knows about, hidden corrdients kept a secret deep within us. But when you dream during the night to arrive there, the world of many and many different imagnations of the arts of your mind come alive... China dolls sipping out of small china cups, decorated with blue landscapes, small plates with muffins, fruit cake and sweets scatted out in front of them. Plushie teddy bears eating porrige on the cut grass field with tulips blooming around them. Butterflies of butter melting creamingly onto the faint burnt toast of the teddy bear pinic, ants of jam tarts trailing along the red tartened blanket in a long slim line. Fairies twinkling like stars over the aincent forset trees, laughing small girly giggles with small dust trailing out begind them like sweet rainbows. Smelling the air of sweet honey suckle as the bees collected the pompom pollen back to the glue hive. But soon we have to wake up, and when we do we won't rember it most likely. But when night falls again and time to sleep we will have another secert dream which will carry you somewhere else to soon be forgotten once again.