Just A Dream Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi

I sit in my rocking chair and dream
Of a country far across the sea.
It seems as if I could have been there,
As the visions appear before me.
The country seems to be tranquil and,
It sets my mind to wonder to learn more,
To encounter a person far across the sea,
And one day set foot on this country's shore.
I don't know where this country may be,
A country where my ancestors may have trod.
It seems to be far, but close to my heart.
The finality of my dream rests in the hand of God.