If my numbers came up I would hide the winning ticket in a drawer.
I’d go to bed and sleep so tight– I’d snore and snore- and wake refreshed
To tell myself, I can’t keep this a secret anymore—Than is necessary.
I’d buy myself some humbugs and share them with my dog
He’d wag his tail to thank me-and fetch a log;
To show his appreciation of my kindess.
I’d fly with Admiral butterflies
Invite spiders out to play
And watch the sun grow lazy
At the end of a perfect day.
I’d walk on grass filled with diamond rain
In the middle of the night
And smile with the moon in the grey-black sky
Play hopscotch by her light.
And when this dream is over
I need not be surprised
The Lottery ticket was Always there
Right before my eyes.