in bed when the clock strikes twelve,

when all things roam and dwell.

This is the moment

when time stands still,

when all your wildest dreams fulfilled.

This time in which your dolls dance and sing

and you asleep don’t hear a thing.

A time where mystical beasts exist

and all the fairies take to wing

and you asleep don’t see a thing.


at early dawn, when all is done

and life is as it seems,

you awaken and continue

to dream those fabulous dreams.

Author: Ticia Rani

I am...interesting. I am a writer, dreamer, mom, wife, veteran, friend, villain, and the wearer of many hats, but I don't look good in hats- go figure. I LOVE TO WRITE. I want to tell stories. I want to make you laugh, cry, and scare the crap out of you, and make you ask "why the hell did you do that?" I want to make you cheer my characters on or want to shake the crap out of them for things they say and/or do. I want to bring you along for the ride. Ready? Set?...READ!!!

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