by Eleanor Farjeon
Oh! I have just had such a lovely dream!
An then I woke,
And all the dream went out like kettle-steam,
Or chimney smoke.
My dream was all about -- how funny, though!
I've only just
Dreamed it, and now it has begun to blow
Away like dust.
In it I went -- no! in my dream I had --
No, that's not it!
I can't remember, oh, it is too bad,
My dream a bit.
But I saw something beautiful, I'm sure --
Then someone spoke.
And then I didn't see it anymore,
Because I woke.
from Poetry by Heart: A Child's Book of Poems to Remember
compiled by Liz Attenborough
Scholastic 2001 
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