When I am fast asleep at night And both my eyes are shut up tight, I have two @3inside@1 eyes which see Another world made just for me! All the fine things I long to do, And am not ever able to, Are possible and easy, quite, In this strange world I see at night— Here there are doors that never lock, And toys that run about and talk, And roads that wind up like a stair To where there's nothing but the air! Here Rover, who's a dog by day, Is changed in such a jolly way Into a @3person@1—maybe he Has inside eyes the same as me? Next day we never say a word About the things we've seen and heard, But Rover winks at me and I Wink back at him—and both know why! Nurse won't believe that I can fly— She says I must not even try— But Rover knows I rise with ease Above the tallest poplar trees. Light as a cloud I float about And other little clouds come out To play with me—and when I fall I do not bump my head at all. One night the queerest wood I found Where dancing trees went circling round, And when they saw that I was me They bowed as friendly as could be— Oh, it is full of fine surprise This land I see with inside eyes, And everything's so bright—'twould seem That waking up must be a dream! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DORA WILLIAMS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE GOLDEN CORPSE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL THE JOY OF THE HILLS by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ADAM WEIRAUCH by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |