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Chasing the Giant Bun

A poem for the hungry sleeper

By Daniel A. Pope IIPublished 4 years ago β€’ 1 min read
Chasing the Giant Bun
Photo by Daria Nepriakhina πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¦ on Unsplash

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

childrens poetry

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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    Written by Daniel A. Pope II