Her nightly mind of dream appears, over and over in her bed

Waking up covered in thin silks, a crown of flowers on her head

The maids and the cook, tried to give her drink so she can deep sleep

Well that didn’t at all work, it made her run and play with the sheep

Who is this man of the mighty crown, she says to herself as she has tea

Why is he always appearing at night, in my dream searching out for me

I live here in my own castle, with my dogs and horses as my close friend

The cook and the maid work here, but they are always busy until the end

One quiet cloudless day the silence was awoken, by horns that did play

It appears that something exciting, is happening in the village that day

On her best horse saddled up she rides down the hill, with the dogs right behind

The endless wing blowing in her mane and her hair, leaving home in her mind

The commotion on the cobbled streets below, it’s seems it is the King

Perhaps a glance she said to herself with a hidden smile, she did bring

Her female spirited horse had other plans, as she spotted the Kings horse

They locked eyes with each other, snorted and then trotted off of corse

The king with his crown of jewels, on his beautiful head turned to her and said

Yes I am the one who occupies your head and dreams, when you sleep in bed

Ultimately, she decided to marry the king, but not for power or riches’

One reason was so she could get a dreamless sleep without glitches