In our youth they came in dreams,
And often spoke of secret things.

Within a world that time had called,
They dwelled with mystic creatures great and small.

There unicorns danced with style and grace,
While dragons flight was common place.

Though reckless boys dreamed of heroic deeds,
Knights in black rode armored steeds.

In this world that magic ruled,
Evil thoughts were done by fools.

When the first gray streaks became dawns new light,
They always ended our fantasy flight.