In My Dreams ~

I dream of open fields
where the young run free,
not fettered by concrete
and enclosed spaces.

I dream of green fields
where children breathe clean air,
not stained by smoke spewing
factories and gray skyscrapers.

I dream of uncluttered fields
where youth play baseball,
not hindered by gang infested
streets and violence.

I dream of natural fields
where kids pick wildflowers,
not hampered by littered
alleys and windowless rooms.

I dream of God’s fields
where children remain innocent,
not plagued with images
that can destroy young lives.
Expressions is proud to feature poet -
Karen O'Leary, ND
Her heartfelt words touch the world with splendor