There is a place called Dreamland,
It is where you travel about
When you first rest into sleep.
You dream that you are in clouds
With ladders and stairs that lead you
Until you get to Dreamland's castle.
In the castle, there are pictures,
Lots of pictures,
And the pictures are good dreams.
Watch your step, though,
Or you might get sucked into the ground.
And in the ground are bad dreams.
In the good dream pictures,
You still watch your steps carefully,
Because the dreams are all the ones
Of your life, and also some more.
They are all of what was or almost was.
And what might be even if it's good or bad.
You can choose any one of the pictures
That you wan, so relax and take your time.
Look around and you will see that
There are millions and millions and
More people there, finding dreams and
Jumping into the pictures to their thoughts.
And now, I will leave you tonight, and every night,
In the Kingdom of Dreamland.
Jump into the good dreams,
But step carefully, watching for the bad dreams, Sleep well, and good night.
Matthew Joseph Thaddeus Stepanek (17 July 1990-22 June 2004), better known as Mattie JT Stepanek, was an American poet, essayist and philosopher who published seven best-selling volumes of poetry. Before his death (at the age of 13) due to a rare genetic disorder, he had become known as a peace advocate and motivational speaker.
Write T for true and F for false for these sentences.
- The Kingdom of Dreamland is a read place.
- There are good dreams and bad dreams.
- The dreams are about the lives of other people.
- We can choose the pictures in Dreamland.
- We are all alone in Dreamland.
- People should tread carefully in Dreamland.
- False
- True
- False
- True
- False
- True
How can one enter Dreamland's castle?
One can enter Dreamland's castle through one's dream, through the clouds with ladders and stairs,
Describe the castle in Dreamland.
In the castle, there are pictures of good dreams and in the ground there are bad dreams. The dreams are all the ones of our lives.
Why is it important to watch your step in the land of dreams?
What according to the poet are dreams made of?






























































