Day Dreraming - Poem by jackie compton
In my mind I see field of amber grain.
Dancing and swaying to the cool breeze that the wind plays.
I see sky of blue and clouds of puffy white.
Even when a storm brewing comes.
In my mind I see children laughing and play on swings of life.
Back and forward they swing.
With each moment they grew older like all living things.
Thank God I can capture the youthful time in the vaults of my mind.
Even if it is just a dream
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