I dreamed I lay in a little gray boat; The sail above was gray; Out, out to the sea from the dreamland shore I was drifting and drifting away.
The dreamland shore was growing dim, Though I strained my eyes to see; And the dream-child, too, was fading away Who had played all night with me.
The dream-child waved a shadowy hand, And wept to see me go. �Farewell, farewell,� I heard a cry, �You are going to wake, I know.�
And then I saw the shore no more� There was only the wind and me, And the little gray boat, and the lonely sky, And the soundless dreamland sea.
My boat ran up on a smooth white beach, And faded away like smoke, And the beach was my own little nursery bed, And I opened my eyes and woke.
So often now when I�m going to sleep, I wish I could find once more, The place where the little gray boat is moored And the dream-child plays on the shore.
But in dreamland none can lose their way, Or find their friends again; And the little dream-child by the dreamland sea Will wait for me in vain.
