Childhood Poem by Elina Vederis

There, on the swings,
I dreamed.
I dreamed of tomorrow;
The melted ice cream trickled down my fingers.
I dreamed of growing up.
I sat on the tall, green grass,
Picking wildflowers,
Playing with dolls.
I went to the fair:
There were balloons and ferris wheels.
My small hands touched and explored,
And I dreamed of flying.
My mother taught me how to pray,
And though I was still small,
I prayed with simple words,
And curiosity took me by the hand.
I grew, and with the years,
My dreams grew.
And now as I glance back,
I dream of yesterday.