Post by AquarianM on Oct 24, 2018 0:00:03 GMT -6
I Want To Dream...
...Of a sound,
Maybe a droning hum,
Or possibly a drumming drum,
One sound that lets me see,
Drowns out all the wicked noise.
I will dream it so clearly,
So tight to the sound,
That I will see a new universe,
One full of trees,
With clean air and crystal-clear skies,
I'll see for miles.
There will be no clocks,
No tick-tocks,
Everyone will wake when they do,
And fall to sleep then too,
Work at things that they love,
Where art and crafting are of value...
They and I will write there,
in beautiful flowing cursive,
A beloved finger print.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 10/19/2018
...Of a sound,
Maybe a droning hum,
Or possibly a drumming drum,
One sound that lets me see,
Drowns out all the wicked noise.
I will dream it so clearly,
So tight to the sound,
That I will see a new universe,
One full of trees,
With clean air and crystal-clear skies,
I'll see for miles.
There will be no clocks,
No tick-tocks,
Everyone will wake when they do,
And fall to sleep then too,
Work at things that they love,
Where art and crafting are of value...
They and I will write there,
in beautiful flowing cursive,
A beloved finger print.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 10/19/2018
