The Secret Life Of Daydreams

*This title was inspired by a piece of music from "Pride and Prejudice", the one that recently came out with Keira Knightley in the lead. It stuck to the back of my head and wouldn't let go till I started writing.*

Sitting alone on a plain wooden bench,
The clouds play lazily.
There is a breeze that brushes
Past the trees,
Through the leaves.
It suddenly hastens
An appointment suddenly remembered.
On its tail, a curious creature flutters
A beautiful one, no doubt
Her crystal wings glint in the sunlight
As she makes her way.
Where does she go?
I continued to wonder
Long after the dream had dissolved
Into the distance.
Does she go back home and go to bed
To ready herself for another busy day?
When she will find another person
Who will dream her dream?
Or will she go to a tea party
Where she will sit
And along with the other daydreams
Sharing experiences and gossip?
Or will she find a quiet corner?
A dark little nook?
Where she will sit and cry
Till her glow disappears
For no one has thought of her at all?
I turn to take my bag
And there she sits
Looking at me with a thoughtful gaze
I smile to myself.
The daydream she carried had been mine.
She picked herself up
And fluttered out of sight
Glinting brighter than ever
For a job well done.