Dreams Of Tomorrow Poem by Annonymus Writer

One small drop can make a difference,
All those who can have chosen ignorance.
From the tip of the water to the stone in my hand,
The movement was small but the impact was grand.



The girl by the water was struck with great sorrow
On behalf of the world's disdainful bravado.
She cried tears of hate
towards her bad luck and fate,
Yet the pond reflected dreams of tomorrw.

She looked up with wonder,
her tears having numbed her,
to witness egrets still as statuettes,
With turtles casting silhouettes.
Frogs and Newts, and so much more
She didn't see this all before.
She shifts her mood to gratitude
And began to see her blessings.
Concluded to a habitute
Of a joyful and loving setting.

Her attitude affected the pond before
Filling the pond with thoughts of war.
By changing her view,
Her thoughts were undone,
The ripple spreading hopes and dreams as one.