My Dream
Listen to Colin ...
There’s a garden that I dream of where a weeping willow grows,
And a boat floats on a river which beside the garden flows.
There’s a crooked fence around it and a bridge that you can cross,
And though I went there yesterday, I don’t know where it was.
The trees are hung with golden fruit which glisten in the light,
And high above two swallows are eternally in flight.
It has a lovely summerhouse, which you can hardly miss,
And I’d go there tomorrow, but I don’t know where it is.![Picture copyright (©) Colin West 2025]()
And a boat floats on a river which beside the garden flows.
There’s a crooked fence around it and a bridge that you can cross,
And though I went there yesterday, I don’t know where it was.
The trees are hung with golden fruit which glisten in the light,
And high above two swallows are eternally in flight.
It has a lovely summerhouse, which you can hardly miss,
And I’d go there tomorrow, but I don’t know where it is.
Picture copyright (©) Colin West 2025
This poem is copyright (©) Colin West 2026
About the Writer
Colin West
Colin lives in Battle, East Sussex. He studied Graphic Design and Illustration and has written and illustrated over 50 children’s books. His poems have appeared in anthologies by Roger McGough and Julia Donaldson. He now writes purely for his own pleasure and enjoys collecting old books, mainly of poetry.
