Moonbeam

Drifting on a sunbeam
Waking to a cool breeze
Stirring in a warm bed
Think I’ll frame the moment
Opened up the ceiling
Plucked me from the daydream
All the contents poured through
Now it fills the whole room
Watching as the snow piles high
Trapped inside the gold mine
Cocooned on the couch
Butterflies spill out
Drifting on a moonbeam
Safe from winter’s deep freeze
Listening to the chimes sing
Step into the dream scene