Sophia White

Rookie - 3 Points ('90 / America)

A Child's Dream - Poem by Sophia White

I loved to look upon him,
The Hunter near the Way.
So strong his arm and long his bow
And so bashful of the Day.
His courage never failed him
For he held his mace so high
And glared at the Bull in the River
And ruled the whole breadth of the sky.
As a girl, young and silly,
I oft dreamed of being the Maid.
And meeting, one nighttime afternoon,
The Hunter, in a starry glade.
And we would love ‘pon sight
And marry in a cloud of joy.
What strange and daring dreams
A little girl may employ.

Comments about A Child's Dream by Sophia White

  • (2/1/2008 10:51:00 AM)

    This is pretty and makes me think of the huntress and old Greek tales of hidden glades. (Report) Reply

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  • (11/9/2007 2:06:00 PM)

    your writings very good sophia..... (Report) Reply

  • (7/2/2006 1:42:00 AM)

    Excellent Art Sophia, u r wise beyond your chronological yrs. (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (5/31/2006 11:49:00 PM)

    dear sophia, i think you are a tremendously talented poet. keep up the good work. i will continue exploring your work whenever i could spare the time. kindest regareds, john (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

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