Chasing the Giant Bun
A poem for the hungry sleeper
In my dream, I flew up high
Over mountains and through the sky
I soared like an eagle, so free
Until I saw a giant tree
The tree was taller than any I'd seen
It reached up to the clouds, it was keen
I landed on a branch, just for fun
But then I saw a giant bun
The bun was bigger than a house
It had seeds and raisins, like a mouse
I reached out to take a bite
But the bun began to take flight
It flew off into the night
Leaving me alone on the tree's height
I flew after it, faster than before
But the bun just flew out the door
I chased it through the clouds and rain
But it was too fast, I couldn't regain
The distance between us grew and grew
Until I woke up, feeling blue
I opened my eyes and left the dream
But the giant bun still haunts my memory, it seems
I'll never forget that crazy flight
Chasing a giant bun all through the night
About the Creator
Daniel A. Pope II
I'm a big kid at heart and enjoy fictional stories where teenagers are the main characters and have to 'Save the Day'. I write poems and short stories recreationally and now I would like to share stories with anyone that can find comfort.
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