Carol Of Lou Is Poem by Lors Dilouley

To be a child

so simply put

let my heart run wild

holding dreams afoot.

Life among trees

sleeping in tall grasses

hair tangled by the breeze

careless while time passes.

I dream of an earth

colored with imagination

created with mirth

mingled with curious sensation.

For a child is free

with no reservations

performing purely

soliciting salutations.

There the sun sets with peace

riding with unrealistic sails

practical minds cease

and ever roam nonsensical tales.