Holly Smith - daydreams

I sit and stare at this here screen,
I want to write,
But i only dream.
My mind wanders out of this room,
No words appear,
But outdoor looms.
The clean cut grass strokes my feet,
as i think of summer
and friends to meet.
A butterfly twirls around my head,
lays down to rest,
on a flowerbed.
But as i open my eyes, i plainly see,
none of these things do surround me,
instead im still staring at this screen,
wishing i could be back in my dream.

Holly Smith

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daydreams-15/