Clara Odelia Ciutara
Children's Dream
I remember
The time when I was a child
With my friends together
And the dream about the world
Coloring our days
How I was impressed
By the blue sea
And the swimming fish
By the green leaves
And rising flowers
And now
If I remember it
It seems too far away
The dream of a sincere child
Which will never come
Will the world get gloomier?
As children’s dream got to vanish
Cause the world
Had given them suffering
Hunger
War
Stupidity
Povert y
Can they keep on dreaming
When their life offers nothing?
Whereas children color the world
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I loved your poem Clara...especially the opening lines where it reminds us of the simple joys in life that only a child can discover, and be amazed at...good going..
This piece is about God’s gift to us the children. Just know that all is not lost because young people such as you will continue to remind us the importance of dreaming in color, and the importance of listening to the voice of our children. Furthermore, if we all were to subscribe to such pieces then we will honor and respect children dream. Great wisdom…10+++
''Cause the world
Had given them suffering
Hunger
War''
I agree with Ency, well expressed poem...
10/10
a really lovely poem Clara. Children are the future as you have portrayed in these well-crafted lines and their colourful presence is in marked contrast to all the horrible and cynical things we see around us everyday. We can learn a lot from children before they are destroyed by the ways of the world and you have captured this admirably in your thought-provoking verse.
a dream by children in every way well expressed and written... ramarkable poem....10
Everyone has a dreaming, and there is wise words say ' Don't stop work that you do before getting of the product '
Wonderful Poem..............
I am reminded of Wordsworth.
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
I would say, the poem is reflection on innocence by a mature mind.
CP
lovely poem Clara. There is a child in every one of us, and we should all dream and color the world.............
The contrast between the stark realities of life and the dream-driven world of children is so well expressed. A though-provoking poem!
Nice poem and well express