We gaze into the cloth above,
And see its sprinkled black face,
Oh! How far, yet so near,
She says in her sleep,
as her thoughts race.

Over the world, I see 'space,'
Yet so filled with magic and fun,
I see the stars the planets around,
All so happily twirling the sun.

I dream of small greenish folk,
Roaming along the great
Milky Way,
Dancing about Orion and the bears,
Happily smiling as the sun's rays.

So she sees and sees in her dreams,
Over the world she travels with pride,
As she sleeps in her bed all curled,
Her dreams never end as every child's world.